Daddy's Passion Pit is like a compendium of those sexual fantasies everyone who has ever watched an X-rated movie at a drive-in theater has had at some time or other. One wonders what's going on in the next car where no heads are showing, remembers the backseat wrestling matches of his or her youth, and has wishful thoughts about the girl or the young man behind the counter in the concession stand.
Gina Green develops these fantasies to their fullest potentials, weighting them heavily with incest and spicing them with the erotic activities of young boys and girls. With some of these themes, such as the sexual desire of a father for his young daughter and vice versa, the reader will perhaps identify only subconsciously. But many men will surely find themselves identifying quite consciously with the three twelve-year-old boys, Tom, Dick and Hernando, who hide in the trees at the rear of the Passion Pit Drive-In Theater to watch the sex movies. And many women, who as teenagers were exhorted continually by their elders to "save themselves" at all costs so as not to "ruin their reputations," will have no trouble at all reliving their physical and emotional hang-ups through Penny, Miss Green's central character, who works at the Passion Pit's concession stand.
As for the movies themselves, which run throughout the book like a bizarre backdrop, reflecting and anticipating the even more bizarre incidents taking place at the theater and in the woods behind it, they are the sort of films one would like to see but seldom does. If films like these went into wide circulation, few would complain about the price of admission.
But if Daddy's Passion Pit is a fantasy, it is one with a peculiar ring of authenticity to it. This is due partly to Miss Green's style of writing, which gives one the feeling that these people are actual friends of hers who have told her of their experiences in intimate detail, and partly to her descriptions of sexual sensations, which rarely employ the usual male-fantasy cliches one still finds in much of today's erotic fiction, even that written by women. A case in point is her description of Penny's first deep-response orgasm:
"The orgasm she'd had with Hernando had seemed to happen about halfway into her cunt, and it was very nice because the only kind of orgasm she'd ever had before that was the clitoris type, which is a sort of tingling, tickling, ticking sensation at the upper corner of your inner pussy lips. But this one was something else again!
"It was like the powerful opening and closing of a fist way up inside her cunt, so deep it felt like it was happening at the very center of her body, so strong it made her want to curl up in a twitching little ball like a fetus. Her toes curled and her fingers curled and the whole room pulsated with her spasms. . . . "
Another factor contributing to the novel's authentic flavor is the author's use of guilt as a motivating force. Here, just as in real life, guilt first constrains the characters from fulfilling their sexual needs, then drives them to excesses, like the breaking of a dam, creating even stronger needs and an even deeper burden of guilt. We don't mean to indicate, however, that this is a "heavy" book, one of those dreary descents into degradation and shame. Quite the contrary, in fact. A random cross-section through the story will give some idea of its mood and tone.
On the screen a movie called Bitch Party is in progress at the Passion Pit. The speaker in the window of a VW microbus near the concession stand is emitting noises like this: "Slish, slosh! Slish, slosh! Slish, slosh! . . . That," Miss Green writes, "was the sound of a half dozen movie actresses getting fucked or sucked by as many movie actors. One of the actresses who was getting fucked turned to another who was getting sucked and said something but you couldn't tell what it was over the slishing and sloshing noises. It probably didn't matter a hell of a lot, anyway."
In the projection room, Raymond, the Passion Pit's owner and projectionist, is peering through a peephole drilled into the ceiling of the ladies' room below, where his daughter Penny is masturbating. "This wasn't the first time Raymond had seen his daughter jack off . . . It was just that this was the first time he had seen her do it standing up. Ordinarily she sat on the toilet.
"The reason Penny was doing it standing up is that she was pretending Tony still had her in his arms, like in the kitchen a few minutes ago, and that it was his finger that was in her pussy instead of her own . . . Sometimes when she frigged she had to spit on her finger for lubrication, but there was no need for that tonight. The hot, oily secretions had been oozing from her cunt for the last hour . . . "and now "the rapid circular strokes of her middle finger in the upper corner of her slit were whipping the juice into a thick, creamy froth."
Down in the concession stand, meanwhile, Tony is being paid a visit by one of the girls from the microbus, in which her big brother and his date are imitating some of the sex acts in the movie. The girl is Dolly, a lovely fourteen-year-old blonde with an overdeveloped bosom, and Tony, who has been fighting a losing battle with Penny, is the concession stand cook. He's married and has a thirteen-year-old daughter, with whom, later in the book, he will have an unexpected sexual encounter in the back of that same microbus.
"When the little blonde walked into the concession stand, with those amazing tits jiggling freely inside the tight T-shirt that had been cut off so high that it barely covered them and that tongue-hardening little belly button twinkling high above the hip band of her faded, snug-fitting cut-off jeans, Tony dropped another stack of pizza boxes. . . .
"She had her elbows and her tits on the counter. Yes, her tits were actually on the counter. Resting on it. Tony looked down at them.. . . " The girl asks Tony if he'd like to go skinny-dipping with her in the lake behind the Passion Pit, but Tony isn't paying attention. " 'I, uh, I guess I wasn't listening,' he said.
" 'I guess not,' said the girl, giggling again.
"Her tits jiggled when she giggled. They didn't jiggle quite so much this time as they had the last time she giggled, because now they were resting on the counter, but they jiggled a little just the same. They were like great, fat, ripe, prize-winning tomatoes on a shelf in a grocery store during an earthquake. It was distracting as hell."
This should be enough to dispel any impression we may have given that Daddy's Passion Pit is a psychological gloom trip.
Nevertheless, the story is far from being psychologically invalid. At first it might not seem so, due to the way in which the various guilt feelings are dispelled at the end. Because the fantasies of the various characters, far from being sublimated or dismissed, as when one awakens from an erotic dream, are instead amplified and brought into the realm of everyday life, minus the guilt which formerly attended them. Penny is liberated when she discovers her mother's sin, Tony when he discovers Penny's, Raymond when he discovers his wife's, and so on.
The psychological mechanism by which sexual emancipation can result from such a situation was discussed by the eminent psychoanalyst Theodor Reik in a recent interview (Psychology Today, April I972) with Miss Erika Freeman. "Guilt feeling," Reik says, "is always, without exception, connected with violent or murderous wishes. Never with sex, never with sex . . . directly." For instance, he goes on, "a boy who masturbates and feels guilty afterwards has left out something. Namely the thought: 'If my mother or father would come in now and disturb me or reproach me, I would feel so mad I would kill them.' "
Thus, when the cause of sexual guilt-which is really a reaction to the fear of reproach-is cut away and resolved, as in Gina Green's story, the way is legitimately open to uninhibited erotic, and even incestuous, freedom. A few excerpts from the end of the book will indicate the particular nature of the freedom attained in this case.
"After they had rested and had some more beer. . . Tony fucked Angel [his daughter] while Raymond fucked Penny [his daughter] and the others cheered them on. . . . " Then "Mack fucked Angel while Raymond fucked Dolly," and "Tony fucked Penny while Penny ate her mother's cunt. Neil [Dolly's brother] got all excited over Alice's [Penny's mother's] big, bouncy boobs, so she sucked him off while. . . . "
But that's enough. Reik might not approve of Miss Green's use of his theories, but we feel certain the reader will.
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CHAPTER ONE
"Ouch!"
A full moon rising over the Passion Pit but it was bright daylight on the big screen.
The second feature, Bitch Party, had just begun. A tall brunette with big, shiny, taut-skinned breasts was setting out some food and beer on a large folding table. She was wearing the bottom half of an extremely skimpy bikini and a sort of bolero top with very wide armholes. The front of the bolero was fastened together only in one place, about six inches below her bust line, so that just about the whole inside surfaces of her balloon-like tits were blazing in the sunlight. They wobbled around a lot as she set the table and every now and then a nipple would pop out.
This Was happening on an empty stretch of beach, and there were a half dozen other girls puttering around the table. They were all wearing tiny, bright-colored bikinis and there was a transistor radio beside the beer cooler. A buxom little blonde was dancing to the music, shaking her tits and wiggling her ass. From the dialogue it was apparent that they were all married and had decided to leave their husbands at home and have a party of their own for a change. In the distance a group of young men were moving up the beach toward them.
Penny was the one who said ouch. She wasn't in the movie, she was the counter girl in the concession stand. She'd been watching the movie with her elbows on the counter and her chin in her hands. The intermission was over and all the customers had got their pizzas and Cokes and popcorn and gone back to their cars. The Passion Pit Drive-In Theater was owned and operated by Penny's parents, Alice and Raymond. Alice was out of town on business this weekend and Raymond was up in the projection room, running the projector. Besides Penny, there was no one in the concession stand except Tony the cook.
Tony grinned at Penny as he got some cardboard pizza boxes out from under the counter. "What's the matter?" he asked.
"You pinched me," Penny said, rubbing her ass.
"Who, me?" said Tony, straightening up. He held the pizza boxes in front of his crotch so
Penny couldn't see his hard-on.
Penny gave him one of her flirty scolding looks and told him he should be ashamed of himself, thinking, He's cute when he blushes.
Tony was a good-looking guy, thirty-four years old, but he was a little on the shy side. He wanted to get into Penny's pants in the worst way but didn't know exactly how to go about it. He was never too sure of himself around women anyway, and this little prick teaser made matters worse by acting like a whore one minute and the Virgin Mary the next. Tony had been working here for three months and he still hadn't figured her out.
This is understandable since Penny hadn't figured herself out, either. Ever since she first sprouted hair between her beautiful legs she'd been walking a shaky tightrope between the urge to get laid and the fear of "ruining her reputation," as her mother called it. It seemed to Penny that she had entered puberty with hot pants and had been that way ever since. But her mother had a powerful influence over her and so far Penny had managed to "save herself" for that "respectable young man," whoever he was, who was supposed to marry her someday, according to Mama. She turned her back on Tony, looked at him over her shoulder with her big, blue, half closed, mischievous eyes, and stuck her maddeningly beautiful ass out at him.
"Kiss it and make it better," she said.
The pizza boxes and Tony clattered to the floor. It would be hard to say which hit the floor first, the pizza boxes or Tony's knees.
"EEK!" squealed Penny and the brunette with the bolero top.
The group of young men from up the beach had now joined the movie actresses who were supposed to be housewives having a "bitch party." One of the men had come up behind the brunette, slipped his hands underneath her flimsy bolero and grabbed her big, shiny tits. She must have rubbed them with some kind of oil to make them so shiny. The young man didn't seem to mind getting his hands oily. And of course the brunette, even though she squealed and wiggled around a lot, pretending to try to get away from the bold fellow, didn't seem to mind, either.
Another of the men went over and started dancing with the buxom little blonde. They stood there in the sand, facing each other and shaking their bodies in time to the music. The way they were looking into each other's eyes and licking their lips, you knew something dirty was going to happen pretty soon. But of course you knew that before the movie started because they didn't show anything at the Passion Pit except X-rated films-what you call "skin flicks" or "fuck movies." The ones they showed here were particularly dirty because the Passion Pit was outside the Lantana city limits, way out in the rural part of the county where they could get away with stuff like that.
As the blonde danced, one of the straps of her bikini top slipped off her shoulder. Instead of pulling it back up, she just shook her breasts all the harder. They were very round and bouncy and they were suntanned to a rich bronze color. As the top slipped lower and lower the camera zoomed in until those jiggling tits filled the whole screen and you could see that she didn't have any tan line.
"That means she spends a lotta time outdoors without no clothes on," said Tom.
"Holy cow," said Dick.
"Oooooo!" moaned Hernando. "Look at them things, will you!"
Tom, Dick and Hernando were twelve years old. They were hiding in the pine trees at the back of the theater, just a little way from the concession stand. Kids could get into the Passion Pit if they came with their parents, but Tom, Dick and Hernando's parents were farmers and didn't believe in that kind of thing. Besides, it was more fun to sneak in like this. Who would want to sit in a car with their parents and watch a thing like this?
The blonde's bikini was white with pink polkadots, which accentuated the deep tan of her voluptuous body. It was the other way around with Penny. Her body was voluptuous, too, but it had a rather pale, creamy complexion and she was wearing a dark green dress, which made her skin look even paler and creamier. Obviously, Penny didn't "spend a lotta time outdoors without no clothes on" like the blonde actress did.
It was one of those halter-top minidresses with a fairly low-cut neckline. Low enough, at least, to drive poor Tony out of his skull, especially since Penny wasn't wearing a bra. Ordinarily Penny wouldn't have dared come to work without a bra, but Mama was out of town and . . . well, she just didn't feel like wearing one tonight.
Penny had thick, soft, straight, shoulder-length, copper-colored hair, a naturally sexy face with big blue eyes, a cute nose and full, pink lips, and a figure that was just too much. How a girl with a body like that could have reached the age of twenty without getting fucked is hard to understand, but it had happened just the same. Or hadn't happened, rather.
Her tits were well separated globes of firm, soft, mouth-watering flesh, size 36D. She had a twenty-four-inch waist, sharply flaring hips, also measuring thirty-six inches, a gently rounded, oval belly, and the sweetest ass in the world-at least in Tony's opinion.
You couldn't call it a big ass-Penny herself wasn't very big-and you certainly couldn't call it a small ass. It was just right. It was the kind of ass that makes men talk to themselves and do irrational things. For instance, when Tony had seen it sticking out under the hem of her skirt when he came out to get the pizza boxes, he just couldn't resist pinching it, even though he wasn't the ass-pinching type. Another daring thing Penny had done tonight while getting dressed for work was to put on a pair of tiny, see-through, black lace bikini panties under her extremely short-skirted minidress, and of course that made her ass even more irresistible to Tony. And then when she actually invited him to kiss it--!
But Penny was just teasing when she said that. By now Tony had chased her into the kitchen and cornered her between the sink and the pizza oven.
"Now stop it, you nasty thing," she said as he put his arms around her waist.
But she let him kiss her, anyway. She even kissed back a little bit but she didn't put her tongue in his mouth and when he tried to put his tongue in her mouth she pulled her lips away.
"What would your wife say?" she panted.
"I thought you wanted me to kiss it for ya," Tony said in a breathless voice, ignoring her question and holding her warm, trembling body close against his.
"I was just kidding," Penny said. "And you know it."
"Shit," Tony said, slipping one hand up along her side and around front to her tit. It swelled against his palm. The bare part of it above her neckline actually burned his fingertips. God, what a handful!
"Now stop that, Tony," Penny said in a hoarse whisper, lifting her face for another kiss. This time she let him push his tongue into her mouth, and when she felt that long, thick lump in his pants start jerking against her pussy she thought she was going to have an orgasm then and there. Even though Penny was a virgin, she knew about orgasms, because she fingered herself a lot.
But just as Tony started working his fingers into the front of her dress she heard the outer door open. "Tony, let me go! There's a customer out there."
"Fuck him," Tony muttered. As he tried to get his lips onto hers again, he pushed his fingers deeper into her neckline until he touched the hard little nipple. Jesus Christ--!
But Penny broke away from him and slapped his hand. "You should be ashamed," she said, straightening her dress and hurrying out of the kitchen.
"Well, I'm not," Tony said when she had gone, thinking, Hot damn! I think I got it made this time for sure! God DAMN, is she hot tonight!
A young man with blond hair was standing in the doorway of the concession stand, looking over his shoulder at the screen. The brunette and the man who had come up behind her were now lying on a blanket beside the folding table. Her bolero was flung wide open and the man was sucking on her fat, brown, shiny nipples. The brunette seemed to be enjoying this immensely. So did the other housewives. One of them said, "We should do this more often." The movie was full of brilliant dialogue like that.
The buxom blonde was still dancing, but now her partner was down on his knees in front of her. The top of her bikini was draped over the man's shoulder and his nose was about two inches from her jerking crotch. She had her short, curvy legs spread and her knees bent and her big naked tits were bouncing and swinging like punching bags. The man was stroking her broad, brown hips as she danced and wiggling his tongue like he was eating her.
"Jeez!" said Tom.
"Holy cow!" said Dick.
"Oooooo!" said Hernando. , "Hi, baby," said the blond-haired young man, grinning at Penny who was now standing at the cash register.
"Can I help you?" Penny said. Tony was still in the kitchen but she could feel his eyes on her ass. I shouldn't have let him paw me like that, she thought.
"Just a minute," said the guy at the door. "I wanta see this."
The man kneeling in front of the buxom little blonde was rolling the bottom piece of her polkadotted bikini down her swaying hips. When he got it down to her thighs the camera zoomed in and the shaggy patch of tawny hair between her legs seemed to explode on the screen, dominating the whole theater.
"WHEW!" The young man turned at last and walked up to the counter. "I just want some napkins," he said.
Penny pointed at the napkin dispenser and said, "Help yourself."
"Really?" said the boy, leaning over the counter and grinning at Penny's tits.
"To the napkins," she said, backing away.
"Oh," laughed the boy. Then he took all the napkins out of the dispenser and left.
Tony came up behind Penny and put his arms around her waist, looking down into the front of her dress.
"My gosh," Penny said. "What's he going to do with all those napkins?"
"What d'ya think?" Tony said. He followed Penny's gaze and saw the guy with the napkin get into a VW microbus that was backed into a parking place alongside the concession stand with its back gate open. When he opened the front door of the bus the interior light went on and Tony and Penny saw another young man and two girls in the back. It didn't look like either of the girls had any clothes on. "Must be getting pretty juicy in there," Tony said, nestling the spine of his throbbing cock in the deep, warm crack of Penny's ass.
"That's disgusting," Penny said. "That one girl doesn't look older than sixteen. Think of what she's doing to her reputation. Tony, stop that. Tony . . . "
It was true that the girl Penny was talking about wasn't older than sixteen. She wasn't older than fifteen. As a matter-of-fact she was only fourteen, but you wouldn't have thought so if you'd seen her tits. Her name was Dolly and that was her brother Neil who came to get the napkins. Neil was nineteen and his date tonight, a chick named Mona, was seventeen. The guy Dolly was with was a friend of Neil's, also nineteen. Joe was his name, and little Dolly really turned him on.
"This oughta be enough," Neil said, crawling into the back of the bus. They had air mattresses back there with blankets spread over them. He divided the stack of napkins in two, stuffed one half between Mona's legs and the other between his sister's. "Mop up, girls," he said.
"Hey, save some for later," Dolly said, handling some of the napkins back to Neil and wiping her pussy with the others.
"Lemme have one," Joe said to Dolly. He was sitting there beside her with his slimy cock hanging out of his jeans.
"Here."
"Come on, gimme a dry one." Dolly giggled.
"Look," Mona said, pointing at the screen.
Now the man who had been dancing with the suntanned blonde really was eating her. He was sitting on the sand between her legs with his face turned up to her hairy crotch and you could see his tongue slurping away between the open cheeks of her fat-lipped cunt. There was another guy standing behind her, squeezing her boobs and pinching her nipples. It looked like a pretty good beach party.
It looked like a pretty good bus party, too.
Mona was a cute chick, a brunette with nice tits and a nice ass and a nice black bush, but she was nothing compared to Dolly. The reason Dolly was often taken for a sixteen-year-old-and she was often taken-was not because of her face but because of her figure. She had a very pretty fourteen-year-old face framed in a mane of long, silky, innocent blonde hair, but that figure! Holy cow, as Dick would say.
Somehow Dolly's tit development had gotten out of phase with the rest of her growing-up processes. Her brother told everybody she was born with tits, but he was just joking. They first began to push out into the world when she was nine, and by now they were the fullest, firmest, finest looking set of fully mature boobs you ever saw in your life.
The rest of her body was fine, too. She had slim, well-shaped legs, a sweet, trim little ass and sleek, smooth, almost-but-not-quite boyish hips. She also had a cute little powder puff patch of silvery blonde pussy fuzz between her legs. All these features were very nice of course, but they were just regular fourteen-year-old things. Add on those tits and you have one of those rare and delectable combinations of the fresh innocence of a little girl and the seductive charm of a mature woman.
Dolly stood a mere five-foot one-inch in height, and her measurements were 35, 22, 32. To add flesh to these numbers, so to speak, you could say that her body looked very much like a scaled-down model of Raquel Welch's, and you wouldn't be very far from the truth. That 35, moreover, would easily swell up to 36 or more after you had played with her tits for a while, which is what Joe was doing now, as the housewife with the shiny boobs lifted her legs to let one of the male actors pull off the bottom piece of her bikini.
"Hey, it's gettin' nard again," Dolly said, looking down at Joe's cock which had started swelling up in her mind.
"Uh huh," said Joe. Dolly's cheek was resting on his chest and he had his arm around her, rolling one of her nipples between his thumb and forefinger while she stroked his stiffening cock.
The nipple was getting stiff again, too.
Penny's nipples were two other things that didn't seem to go with those full-blown tits of hers. They were tiny pink things, no bigger than a little boy's nipples.
"Oooo!" said Hernando, squeezing his hand between his legs.
"Stop sayin' 'oooo,' Hernando," said Tom. "Somebody's gonna hear ya."
"Holy cow!" said Dick. "Look at that!"
On the screen, the guy who had just taken off the brunette's bikini now pulled off his own bathing suit and for a moment his cock filled up the screen, like the blonde's tits, and then her cunt, had done earlier. Then he got down on his knees between the brunette's wide open legs, lifted her knees to his shoulders and shoved his cock into her hairy cunt.
"Let's you and me really do it, baby," Neil murmured in Mona's ear. He had taken off his jeans and was sitting behind her with his legs spread around her. Mona's legs were spread, too. Neil's cock was pressed against the small of her back and he was fingering her cunt with both hands.
"Again?" Mona giggled.
Dolly let her cheek slide down Joe's belly and skinned his cock down with her soft, hot little hand. It was hard as a rock by now. Dolly looked at the throbbing head for a minute, glistening with its leakage in the flickering, colored light of the movie screen. Then she put it in her mouth and caressed it with her tongue as she unbuckled his belt and unsnapped his jeans.
"Take off your pants," she said, "and I'll suck your balls."
Anybody who happened to walk past the open end of the bus could see what they were doing in there, but they didn't give a shit about that.
"But I wanta watch the movie," Mona said.
"You can still watch it," Neil said. "Get on your hands and knees."
"Oh, goddamn," Joe moaned as Dolly sucked his balls into her mouth and rolled them around with her tongue. She continued to stroke his prick with one hand and with the other she massaged the crack of his ass. After a minute of that he fell over on his side and Dolly wrapped her legs around his head.
"Um, urn, urn!" Dolly grunted with her mouthful of balls as Joe clutched the firm little cheeks of her ass and started eating her pussy. "Um, um, um!"
Mona was on her hands and knees now, facing the open end of the bus, and Neil was fucking her dog-style. His belly was going slap! slap! slap! against her butt and the whole bus was lurching back and forth. The springs were going squeak! squeak! squeak!
Slurp, slurp, slurp! went Joe's tongue in Dolly's juicy little slit, and the same sort of sounds were coming from the speaker hung in the open window on the driver's side: Slish, slosh! Slish, slosh! Slish, slosh!
That was the sound of a half dozen movie actresses getting fucked or sucked by as many movie actors. One of the actresses who was getting fucked turned to another who was getting sucked and said something but you couldn't tell what it was over the slishing and sloshing noises. It probably didn't matter a hell of a lot, anyway.
Mona and Neil were able to watch the movie while they fucked but Dolly and Joe weren't. They didn't mind, though. They'd forgotten all about the movie. Dolly had taken her lips from his balls now and he was fucking her in the mouth while he lapped her little cunt into a sputtering lather of boiling honey. Dolly was rubbing her forefinger buried to the knuckle in his hot, clutching asshole. Joe had a finger in Dolly's asshole, too, and he had the thumb of the same hand hooked into the lower corner of her pussy. He had her like a bowling ball, you might say, and Dolly loved it. Under his slurping tongue her little clit felt like a red hot ball bearing that was about to explode.
"Oh!" Mona gasped. "I'm . . . gonna . . . " Her cunt went squish! squish! and tightened hard around Neil's driving cock as she started to cum.
"Me too!" Neil grunted. He was hunched over Mona's back, holding onto her swollen tits as he humped. Now he let go with his right hand and grabbed one of his sister's tits.
"Owm! Owm!" Dolly cried in a cock-muffled voice as her ball bearing exploded.
"Here it comes, baby!" Neil grunted. He had Mona's tit in his left hand and Dolly's in his right. "Win!" SPURT! went his cock.
Joe's cock went off, too: SQUIRT! SQUIRT! SQUIRT!
Mmmmm!" Dolly gulped down the thick bursts of stringy cum, her spasming twat clamping down on Joe's tongue and thumb. "Mm, mm, mm, mm,! "
"Ah!" Mona cried in a small, breathless, high-pitched voice. "Ah--! Ah--! Ah--! "
SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! went Neil's cock. "Uhn! Uhn! Uhn!"
"Tony," Penny panted. "Don't.. . don't. . . . "
"Oooooo, sheet!" groaned Hernando.
CHAPTER TWO
Tony pulled his tongue out of Penny's mouth and said in a hoarse whisper, "After we close up . . . let's take a little drive. I know a place-"
"No," Penny panted. Tony had finally managed to get one side of her halter top off her shoulder and now there was nothing between her left breast and the front of Tony's shirt except Tony's hand. He was squeezing the naked breast and rolling the painfully erect nipple between his strong fingers and Penny couldn't get away because his other arm was clamped around her back, holding her close against him. At least that was her excuse for letting him paw her like this-not being able to get away. Actually, she hadn't tried very hard. "You're a . . . married man and . . . you've got a . . . little girl and . . . "
"What the hell's that got to do with it."
"And besides, I. . . I'm not that kind of . . . Tony, you're hurting me."
"Aw, Penny--! "
Again their open mouths came together in a crushing kiss and that long, thick, pulsating lump in Tony's pants was like an electric cattle prod against Penny's belly, sending several thousand volts of sexual excitement throbbing through her voluptuous body.
They were back in the kitchen again, in that same niche between the sink and the pizza oven. This time, when Tony had started chasing her, she had run straight to this place, immediately trapping herself.
"Penny!" Tony whispered in her ear, squeezing her tit hard. "Don't you know you're driving me crazy?"
"Well, that's not.. . " Penny could hardly talk, she was breathing so hard. "That's not. . . my fault . . . You're the one that. . . started. . . . "
"Damn it, Penny," Tony hissed, releasing her breast and moving his hand down to her hip. "Why don't you stop actin' like a schoolgirl? You want it as much as I do!" And with that he slipped his hand under her skirt and grabbed the soft, hot, wet, nylon-veiled mound of her cunt.
In that moment the value of Alice's brainwashing was put to the test. There were only two things Penny could have done at this point. She could give in to the unbearable excitement of this wrestling match and "ruin her reputation" right there on the kitchen floor, or she could do what any good conscientious prick teaser would do. It was a tribute to her mother's method of daughter-raising that Penny chose the latter. Alice could have been proud of her.
"NOW THAT IS QUITE ENOUGH, MISTER!"
"Wha--? "
"Let GO of me!" With an angry shove she sent Tony stumbling back against an ice cream freezer, blowing all to hell that theory about not being able to get away from him.
"Penny, for Christ's--! "
"What kind of a girl do you think I am, anyway?! " Penny shouted, stuffing her tit back into her dress.
"But you-"
"If you don't know where to stop, then you can just keep your hands to yourself from now on!"
"But all I did was-"
Penny would have slammed the kitchen door behind her as she stormed out but it wasn't the kind of door that would slam. It was one of those swinging doors with spring hinges that won't let it swing too far in either direction. If it had been a door that slammed, it would have been quite a slam, and Raymond would have heard it up in the projection room and known that something was going on down in the concession stand. As it was, he didn't find out about twenty seconds later-approximately the time it took Penny to get from the concession stand at the front of the building to the ladies' room at the back of it-where she finally found a door that would slam. SLAM!
It was the door to one of the toilet stalls.
Instantly, with an agility that would probably have surprised you in a fifty-year-old man, Raymond sprang from the slit window from which he'd been watching the movie to the peephole he had drilled in the floor of the projection room. He had drilled this peephole a long time ago but nobody knew about it because he always kept a rug thrown over it.
"Concession stand will close in ten minutes," Tony announced in a gloomy voice, holding the microphone in one hand and his aching balls in the other. "Come and get your goodies."
"We already got our goodies!" Dolly shouted from a window of the microbus.
Why couldn't Penny be like her? Tony thought.
He's cute, Dolly thought.
"Why don't any o' the girls we know act like that?" Tom said.
The naked housewives and the naked young men were all frolicking merrily in the surf, the bright sunlight glistening on their bouncing boobs and flopping pricks. In the shallow water, the buxom, brown-skinned blonde was playing grab-ass with the actor who had fucked the brunette with the shiny tits. It was neat the way their pussy hair got all stringy in the water.
The girls we know ain't old enough yet," Dick said.
"We ain't neither," said Hernando. "Boy, will I be glad when I grow up!" Tom said.
"Me too!" Dick said.
"Ooooo!" Hernando said.
Part of the projection room was directly over the ladies' rest room. That's why Raymond drilled his peephole there. He was a very hard-up old guy, thanks to his tyrannical wife Alice who ruled over him with an iron hand, and one of the two pleasures he got out of life was watching the dirty movies that he ran on his projectors. The other pleasure was peeping through his peephole.
He had drilled it right over the toilet stalls so he could watch the young ladies pee. That was fun, but shortly after his daughter had started working in the concession stand he had discovered something even more exciting. This discovery had planted in his depraved mind the seeds of a bold, desperate, irrational and villainous plan. In recent weeks the seeds had germinated and now the plan was about to burst into bloom. Coincidentally, Tony and Penny were also rapidly approaching similar brinks of desperation. The result was that this building at the back of the Passion Pit, containing the concession stand, the projection room and the bathrooms, was like a bomb getting ready to explode.
Raymond was crouched on the floor like a vulture, his eyeball glued to the peephole.
Penny was leaning back against the door of the toilet stall. Her arms hung limp at her sides, her eyes were closed, her mouth was open, and she was panting heavily, her beautiful tits rising mightily out of the low neckline of her dress with every breath. The left tit had red handprints on it and her thick, copper-colored hair was all messed up.
Looks like that boy's been at it again, Raymond thought. Already he was panting almost as hard as Penny. This oughta be a good one.
It was, too.
After a minute Penny reached up, without opening her eyes, and pulled the left strap of her dress off her shoulder, all the way down to her elbow, uncovering the tit with handprints on it.
Oh God, Raymond thought, reaching for his crotch.
The exposed nipple was a fat, taut dome the same color as her bruised lips and about the diameter of a quarter. The hard, stiff, blunt little knob stuck out a good three eighths of an inch from the center of the dome. After massaging the naked breast for a minute, while' making funny little moaning noises in her throat, Penny took the nipple knob between her thumb and forefinger and began rolling it and twisting it and pinching it and pulling it like Tony had done. In a hoarse, breathless, passion-wracked voice she said, "Oh, Tony!"
Aha! thought Raymond.
Lifting the front of her skirt, Penny spread her legs, thrust her pelvis forward and gave her crotch a half dozen hard, slow up-and-down rubs with the palm of her hand.
"Ooooooh . . . Tooooonnnnyyy. . . . "
Holy Jesus.
The hand came out all slick and slimy with pussy juice. Raymond thought he could smell it through the peephole, and it's not impossible that he did. A pussy gives off a pretty good odor when it gets that hot. Penny opened her eyes and looked at her palm. Then she smeared the oily stuff over the pale, swollen globe of her naked tit, rubbing it with circular, open-handed strokes until it was as shiny as the tits on that brunette in the movie.
Herman looked like he was trying to ram himself eyeball-first through his peephole. He was skinny, but not that skinny.
Then Penny tucked her skirt up above her waist and Raymond saw those little black lace bikini panties, their see-through crotch stretched tightly over the furry bulge of her cunt. They were so low that the top of her bush was just barely below the belly-band. It was the first time Raymond had seen those panties. It was the first time he'd seen her at work without a bra, too. He was about to see still another first.
Penny pulled the panties down, stepped out of them, leaned back against the stall door again, bent her knees, spread her thighs wide, turned her cunt up toward the ceiling with an obscene rolling motion of her ass, giving Raymond a very good view of her crotch, and started fingering herself.
This wasn't the first time Raymond had seen his daughter jack off. In fact, that was the discovery he made when Penny started working at the Passion Pit: almost every night she would run to the ladies' room for a quick frig-sometimes twice a night. It was just that this was the first time he had seen her do it standing up. Ordinarily she sat on the toilet.
The reason Penny was doing it standing up is that she was pretending Tony still had her in his arms, like in the kitchen a few minutes ago, and that it was his finger that was in her pussy instead of her own.
"Oh, Tony . . . mmmmm! . . . Oh, that. . . feels so . . . good! . . . Mm . . . mm . . . mm . . . "
Sometimes when she frigged she had to spit on her fingers for lubrication, but there was no need for that tonight. The hot, oily secretions had been oozing from her cunt for the last hour, not only soaking the lower curls of her bush but running down the insides of her thighs as well, making them all slick and slippery. Now the rapid circular strokes of her middle finger in the upper corner of her slit were whipping the juice into a thick, creamy froth.
"Mm . . . mm . . . mm . . . " Under her massaging fingertip the bud of her swollen clitoris felt as hard as a peach pit. Slish, slish, slish, slish, slish, slish, went her finger, stirring frantically in the boiling froth, and saliva drooled from the corners of her open mouth and her knees began to tremble and her whole body jerked violently with every stroke and the stall door went bang, bang, bang! "Mm, bang!-mm,-bang!-mm, ba ng! And like that.
There was also a thud, thud, thud, but Penny couldn't hear it over the bang, bang, bang, which she couldn't hear, either, because of the throbbing beat of the sex drums in her head. By now Raymond had his cock out and was jerking off like a fiend, giving himself a black eye by unconsciously knocking his head against the floor, one knock for every stroke of his fist. That's what was causing the thud, thud, thud.
Raymond had seen this sort of thing in dirty movies, of course. In about one out of five films some actress would finger-fuck herself. But this was real-and it was his own daughter! And besides that, Raymond thought he had never seen a pussy as pretty as this one on any movie screen. That delta of copper-colored curls, so lush and soft-looking, that proud, round mound, those plump, drooling lips, all bright pink and juicy inside--! Well, it was just the finest twat Raymond had ever laid eyes on.
So savagely that she almost tore her dress, Penny yanked the other shoulder strap down and broke her stroke for a moment to smear a fresh batch of cunt cream over both of her heaving, drum-taut tits. "Mm, mm! Oh, Tony! Mm, mm, mm!" She went back to frigging with her right hand-slish, slish, slish!-and continued to knead her slimy breasts with her left, but in a minute she had to stop doing that and grab the toilet paper bracket to keep from falling down. That was when she started to cum.
"Oh-ah-ah--. '" she gasped, and her pussy went squish! squish! squish! and her ass started jerking wildly and the stall door went bang! bang! bang! and the ceiling went thud! thud! thud! and her legs trembled violently and the slobber drooled down her chin and her big, shiny, cream-smeared tits plunged up and down and the cum juice came sputtering out of her fuck-hole and she almost tore the toilet paper bracket right off the wall.
"Get your goodies," droned the speaker in the comer of the ladies' room.
"Oh, Tony--! "
SQUISH!-
BANG!-
THUD!-
"Last call for goodies."
"That looks like fun," Dolly said, pointing at the screen with her big toe. The actors and actresses were still splashing around in the surf, trying to make a daisy chain in the shallow water but without much success because the waves kept knocking them off station. "Let's go skinny-dipping!"
"Maybe later," Neil said, casually rolling one of Mona's nipples between his fingers as he watched the movie.
"I wanta go now," Dolly said, letting go of Joe's half-limp cock and sitting up. "You wanta take me skinny-dipping, Joe?"
"Not now," Joe said. "Anyway, how can I take ya anywhere? I ain't got a car,"
"We don't need a fucking car," Dolly said. "We can walk back there to that lake in the junk yard. Neil and I used to swim there all the time "
"You mean that old shell pit."
"Dolly, nobody wants to go swimming," said her brother. "Just relax and watch the movie."
"Fuck the stupid movie," Dolly said, flipping her cigarette out the back door of the bus. "I wanta go swimming. If you won't take me I'll get that guy over there to." She meant Tony, who was brooding behind the counter in the concession stand.
"Sure you will," Mona laughed, and Joe said, "Shit."
"Come on, stop bein' a pest, Dolly," Neil said.
"Fuck you," Dolly said to her brother with poisonous politeness, putting strong emphasis on both words and leaving a little space between "fuck" and "you." Oh man, did it piss her off when he called her a "pest!" As if she were some little kid tagging along with the grown-ups. Dolly never hung around with kids her own age, so she was always on the defensive about being the youngest one in the group, always trying to prove that she was as good-or better-than the older chicks. "Gimme my goddamn shorts." She had been kidding at first about the man in the concession stand, but now she was dead serious.
"Dolly, get your ass back in here," Neil said, "You can't-"
"I can't, huh?" Dolly said, pulling her cut-off T-shirt on over her head as she climbed out the back of the bus. "Just watch me, mother fuckers."
"Damn," Penny said. "Damn, damn, damn, damn."
For all its violence, her orgasm hadn't been a very satisfying one. She was still aching all over for Tony. She was beginning to wonder if it was worth going through this much agony just to keep from ruining your stupid reputation.
She was sitting on the toilet seat now, slumped back against the wall with her arms hanging limp and her legs spread wide open to air out her crotch. Her skirt was still tucked up and her tits still hung out of the top of her dress, swelling and falling rapidly as she tried to catch her breath.
If her father had still been banging his head on the floor of the projection room, she would have heard it now, but he wasn't. There was no sound in the bathroom except the background music of "Bitch Party" and an occasional exchange of scintillating dialogue.
"We really should do this more often," said one of the actresses.
"Yes," replied another. "We really should."
Penny sighed and gazed helplessly at the ceiling, looking her father right in the eye, but of course without knowing it. What am I going to do? she thought. She wished Mama wouldn't go away so much. It didn't seem like she should have to take that many out-of-town business trips. You'd think she owned a chain of theaters instead of just one. It was always harder when Mama went away and there was no one to remind her of what a good marriage she was going to have by "saving herself" and all that stuff. If Mama had been here she wouldn't have worn this sexy dress, without a bra and all, and Tony wouldn't have got so turned on and got her so hot and they wouldn't have had that fight. But on the other hand. . . well, she was sort of glad Mama wasn't here tonight. So was Raymond.
Finally, Penny gave her cunt another swipe with a wad of toilet paper, pulled her straps up, tucked her tits back into the halter top and stood up. She picked the little black panties up off the floor and started to put them on . . . but then . . . didn't. She held them out in front of her for a moment, looking thoughtfully at them, then dropped them into the toilet and flushed it.
SWOOSH, and the panties were gone.
When the little blonde walked into the concession stand, with those amazing tits jiggling freely inside the tight white T-shirt that had been cut off so high that it barely covered them and that tongue-hardening little bellybutton twinkling high above the hip band of her faded, snug-fitting cut-off jeans, Tony dropped another stack of pizza boxes.
Holy shit! he thought, recognizing her as the girl in the microbus. From looking at her little-girl face and slim shoulders through the side windows of the bus, he never would have guessed she had tits like that! And that thing she was wearing! My God, you could see her nipples as plain as day, sticking out like--!
"Hi," she said. "I came to get my goodies."
Tony tried to return a little girl's mischievous smile with a casual, knowing grin that would befit a man of his age, but he blushed in spite of himself. To make it worse, the girl giggled at him.
"No, what I really came over here for," she went on, "was to ask you if you'd like to go skinny dipping with me."
"Uh . . . skinny dipping?"
"Yeah, there's a nice lake back there in the woods, and it's a nice warm night with a moon and the water's real clear and nice, but I don't wanta go by myself and those assholes I'm with won't take me."
She had her elbows and her tits on the counter. Yes, her tits were actually on the counter. Resting on it. Tony looked down at them. He remembered a cartoon he had seen one time that showed a woman with her boobs on a bar like that and the bartender was standing there with a rag in his hand. The caption read, "Would you please move your things, lady?" Tony thought that would be a clever thing to say to this girl but his tongue wasn't working properly. He just stood there like an imbecile, looking at her tits.
"Wanta come?" asked the girl.
"What?" said Tony.
"I said, do you wanta come?"
"Uh . . . No, that couldn't be what she meant. "I, uh, I guess I wasn't listening," he said.
"I guess not," said the girl, giggling again.
Her tits jiggled when she giggled. They didn't jiggle quite so much this time as they had the last time she giggled, because now they were resting on the counter, but they jiggled a little just the same. They were great, fat, ripe, prize-winning tomatoes on a shelf in a grocery store during an earthquake. It was distracting as hell.
Tony managed, however, to match if not surpass the witty dialogue in the movie by saymg, "What was it again?"
Things might have gone differently if Penny had arrived on the scene at this point, as she would have if her exit from the ladies' room hadn't been delayed. She was just going out the door when she noticed a sticky feeling inside the front of her dress. She pushed a strap down, pulled out one of her tits and frowned at it.
"Holy cow!" whispered Dick, grabbing Tom and pointing at the open door of the ladies' room. "Lookit that!"
"Ooooo!" groaned Hernando.
Penny had forgotten to wipe the cunt juice off her tits. She said, "Shit," and went back into the bathroom.
"You better stop all that ooin', Hernando," said Tom. "It's a wonder she didn't hear ya."
Actually, Penny had heard it. There was nothing particularly daring about baring a tit out there behind the building because it was at the very back of the parking lot and none of the movie audience could have seen her from their cars. She knew about those little boys that hid in the trees back there but she'd forgotten about them until she heard that "Ooooo!"
Damn little snoopers, Penny thought as she sponged her boobs with a paper towel dipped in water. I don't see why Mama doesn't call the cops on them. Why in the world did I flush my pants down the toilet? I must really be cracking
When she finally got back to the concession stand she was surprised and annoyed to find the door locked and the lights out.
Damn him, he's locked me out. Just because I wouldn't let him feel my . . .
That was when she saw Tony and the little blonde.
Just because I. . .
She was at the east door of the concession stand and Tony and Dolly had left by the west door.
. . . wouldn't let him . . .
The doors were glass and there was a row of large windows along the west wall, so that from where she was standing Penny could see Tony and the girl walking away. The girl's little ass wiggled back and forth as she walked.
. . . feel my pussy, he's. . .
Her shorts were so low you could see where the crack of her ass started. She had a dimple over each cheek. They were going off toward the woods.
. . . he's.. .
They were holding hands. . . . he's gone off with somebody else! Penny put her forehead against the glass door and started crying.
CHAPTER THREE
Raymond, Alice and Penny lived in a two-story frame house behind the Passion Pit. Between this house and the complex of farm buildings to the south, where Tom, Dick and Hernando lived, was a forty-acre tract of piney woods and junked cars. The pines grew in scattered thickets and the cars were lined up in irregular rows in the open spaces between the thickets as if they had been parked there at the opening of some hunting season a long time ago by a couple hundred hunters who had gotten lost in the woods or had been mysteriously wiped out to a man or for some other reason hadn't been able to get back to their cars.
In the center of the tract was a large rectangular lake which had been dug in the days before the hunters got wiped out by the State Road Department in order to get some of the shell rock they were using to build the sub-grade for State Road 69 which is the road you take out of Lantana to get to the Passion Pit. This was the lake where Dolly wanted to go skinny dipping.
Tom, Dick and Hernando were hiding in the trees on the east side of the two-story house, and Tony and Dolly entered the trees on the west side of the house on their way to the lake. On that side, the west side, were the stairs that led up to Penny's room. It was from the landing at the top of these stairs that Penny, through tear-glazed eyes, saw Tony and Dolly making their way among the dark hulks of the dead hunters' cars toward the shining rectangle of liquid moonlight in the distance.
They're going to that lake, Penny thought with a sob.
If Tom, Dick and Hernando had been on that side of the house Hernando would probably have said "Ooooo!" again, because when Penny lifted her skirt to dry her eyes with the hem of it the moon shone full and bright on her fluffy patch of copper-colored cunt curls, setting it off in a fleshy frame of glowing hips, creamy white thighs and milk-white belly. But of course they missed that because they were on the other side of the house.
Raymond didn't miss it, though.
Penny stood there for a minute, with her skirt held up to her nose and her bush shining in the moonlight, feeling the soft fingers of the cool night air slithering through the hot, hungry nakedness of her crotch and watching Tony and that awful little slut getting further and further away.
Then suddenly she dropped her skirt, ran down the stairs, dashed across the lawn, crawled through the fence and plunged into the woods.
Raymond saw that but he didn't understand it because, while he could easily see the stairs from the back window of the projection room, he couldn't see Tony and Dolly from there. Strangely enough, Penny didn't understand it herself.
What am I doing? she wondered. I don't have any business following them like this. I really must be going crazy. And she hurried on in the direction of the lake.
This pissed Raymond off at first. She was fucking up his plan. He had an angry, frustrated and definitely villainous look on his pointed, rat-like face. You'd have known at a glance that he was up to no good. Then, slowly, his expression changed. His beady eyes got an evil glint in them and his thin lips curled up at the corners in a fiendish grin.
Yeah . . . by God, it might be easier this way, he thought, rubbing his bony hands together in anticipation.
Raymond had been working up to this for a long time now. Once he had decided he was actually going to do it, it was only a matter of waiting for the right time and circumstances. Tonight the circumstances couldn't have been better. Alice was out of town, Tony had gone home (so Raymond thought) and Penny was out there in the woods with no pants on. The time was ripe.
It's important to know that Raymond didn't shoot off while he was watching Penny frig through the peephole. It wasn't easy but he deliberately held himself back. He had already been toying with the idea of carrying out his plan tonight, and then when he saw how hot Penny was-well, that did it. Tonight was the night and damn the consequences. So he didn't want to shoot his wad and take the edge off his desperation. He knew he wouldn't have the guts to go through with it without a full load of cum in his balls.
He was just slinking out the door of the projection room, with that evil grin still spread across his face, when a couple of lines of dialogue from the speakers outside the building brought him to a halt.
"No kidding, we really should do this more often."
"You can say that again."
"Shit!" said Raymond, stomping his feet on the doorsill like an angry little boy. The goddamn movie wasn't over yet! He'd forgotten all about it, which gives you an idea of the condition he was in. After all, he was the projectionist.
He slammed the door, stomped back across the room to the projector and glared at it furiously. Sometimes it seemed to Raymond that the whole world was conspiring against him.
"Oh, isn't it pretty in the moonlight!" Dolly cried, jumping up and down on the sandy shore of the lake.
"It sure is," Tony said, looking at Dolly's bouncing ass.
She looked back at him and said, "I mean the lake."
"Oh," Tony said.
He raised his eyes when she turned around, but only as far as her tits. They were jiggling again because she was giggling. Goddamn. The white cut-off T-shirt made them almost blinding against the shimmering darkness of the lake. There were little shadows under her dancing nipples. Her long blonde hair gleamed like spun silver as she tossed it over her shoulder and started unbuttoning Tony's shirt for him, smiling up at him with those bright white teeth and those big baby-blue eyes.
Tony felt pretty good about this as long as he was looking at Dolly's tits. He didn't feel so good about it when he looked at her face. What did he know about this girl? He knew her name was Dolly-at least that's what she said it was-and that she'd been naked in the back of a microbus with two boys and a girl. Back at the concession stand, that had seemed like enough. Obviously Miss Prickteaser wasn't going to give him any pussy, he needed a piece bad, and here was this little nymph offering it to him on a plate. To Tony that was a very refreshing attitude after he'd spent all evening battling with Penny and had nothing to show for it but a sticky finger and a pair of swollen nuts. But she looked so goddamn young, that was the trouble.
"How old are you, Dolly?"
"Thirty-five. How old are you?"
"Twelve." Tony was getting sharper.
Dolly laughed and said, "Well, then you're old enough to undress yourself."
"Right," Tony said. Who am I kidding? he thought, stripping off his shirt. I'd fuck her if she said she was ten. "And so are you."
"Right." She pulled off her T-shirt and her tits seemed to jump right into Tony's face.
Oh my God. He was taking off his shoes at the time and the sight of those things almost made him lose his balance and fall into the take. Those tiny little nipples made her breasts look even bigger than they were. They were just stiff little bumps, almost the same color as the rest of her tits.
There was nothing affected or deliberately seductive about the way Dolly undressed. She just took it off, and that was it. She seemed completely at ease and not the least self-conscious. The same could not be said for Tony.
He only got a glimpse of silvery thistledown between her slim thighs as she jumped out of her shorts and ran squealing and splashing into the shallows., the bright, bare cheeks of her trim little ass jiggling firmly in the moonlight.
"Last one in's a rotten mother-fucker!" she yelled, diving gracefully into the deeper water.
His knees trembled eagerly, Tony stepped out of his pants and undershorts and waded in. Dolly surfaced about ten yards in front of him.
"Wow!" she said.
Tony's long, thick prick was standing straight out from its nest of black hair, as rigid as an axe handle. The slimy, swollen head bulged from the stretched-out mouth of his foreskin, glistening and glittering as it bobbed up and down. His big balls were clenched tightly in their hairy sack, drawn up close under the root of his cock, like fuel tanks under a jet bomber.
"What turned you on?" Dolly teased.
"What the hell do you think?" Tony said.
Dolly laughed. "Well, come on! What're ya waitin' for?"
"It's cold," Tony said.
"Sheeit," Dolly drawled. "Just dive in. I'll warm ya up."
Tony said, "Okay," and dived in. Bit! What a man wouldn't do for a piece of tail. Tony wasn't exactly the outdoor type. The lake was very clear, though, and the moon was very bright. A few frog kicks brought him close enough to see Dolly's lithe, luminous little body, her arms and legs moving in placid circles as she treaded water, and he surfaced in front of her.
"Hi, rotten mother-fucker," she said.
"Hi," said Tony. He was a little breathless, partly from the swim, partly from the other thing.
"Can you touch?" she asked.
Tony reached out under the water and cupped both his hands over the warm, buoyant, pebble-tipped nose cones of her wobbling tits. "Sure can," he said.
"The bottom, silly," Dolly giggled.
"Oh," said Tony, and he slid his hands around to her butt, cupping the firm little cheeks and pulling her to him, his cock sliding between her thighs. "Yeah, I can touch that, too."
For a minute Tony was afraid he was going to make a complete ass out of himself by having an orgasm then and there. The soft, silky groove of her crotch, sliding underwater up the length of his throbbing prick, was almost too much for him, not to mention those ripe young tits floating up to him and flattening against his chest. Luckily, he managed to control himself.
Dolly wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, touched the tip of her nose to his, and said in a very soft, sexy, little-girl voice, "I meant the bottom of the lake."
"Oh, that bottom," Tony said, also very softly, squeezing her buttocks gently and moving her slowly back and forth so that the crack of her ass slid up and down along the top of his cock.
Dolly stuck out her tongue and ran the slippery tip of it along Tony's lips. "Well, can you?" Their noses were still touching.
Tony drew her close, so that the soft little mound of her pussy was pressing against the upper root of his cock, the down of her bush, like silky, seaweed, mingling with the coarse curls of his, and touched his tongue to hers. For a few minutes their tongues coiled about each other like short, thick water snakes doing a courting dance in celebration of the full moon. Then he said, "Can I what?"
"I forget," she murmured, and their open mouths came together and stayed that way for a long time.
Meanwhile, Penny was burning up, both with jealous anger and desperate arousal. These two fires, burning at the same time, as if they were having a contest to see which could ass the hottest, were making the poor girl tremble all over with frustration.
"Oh, Tony," she whispered amorously, adding bitterly, "You sonofabitch!"
She was hiding in the back seat of an old car without any doors. The car was "parked" very close to the place where Tony and Dolly had undressed, in fact not more than thirty feet from the narrow beach where their clothes lay. The back window was broken out and the headliner hung in shreds along the upper edge of it, making a sort of curtain. Peering through the rents in this curtain, Penny could see everything that was happening.
Everything, that is, that was happening above the water. If she could have looked beneath the surface and seen that Dolly was sitting astraddle Tony's cock as though it were a horse, and that the horse was bucking and rearing in the crack of her ass, and that she was rolling her fuzzy little crotch up and down against his belly, kissing him as passionately with her pussy as she was with her mouth, Penny would have been even more upset.
But if the fires of her lust and her anger really were having a contest, you'd have to say that the former won it. Because now, instead of running back home and crying her eyes out, Penny pulled up her skirt and started jacking off again, while more kisses and sweet nothings passed between Tony and his little girlfriend.
"Sure," Tony was saying. Naturally, he was standing on the bottom. Otherwise he might have drowned by now. He wasn't all that good at treading water. Penny couldn't touch because she was almost a foot shorter than he was. "It's not that deep."
"I'm sorry I'm too short," Dolly said, letting go his neck and lying back in the water, hooking her feet behind Tony's ass and stretching out her arms, her little hands paddling languidly in the clear, moon-streaked water.
Tony thought there was no need for her to paddle. With those built-in flotation tanks on her chest, how could she sink? "You're not too short," he said.
She turned her pretty face up to the sky and arched her back, thrusting her shimmering tits up out of the water. Her long hair floated out in a wide silvery fan around her head. God! Her tits were even bigger now than they'd been before. Tony felt a surge of masculine pride that he'd gotten her so hot. He needed something like this because his failures with Penny, on top of his bitchy wife's total lack of sexual interest in him, had begun to make him feel like an incompetent ass bier.
Even Dolly's immature little nipples were sticking out further now. They sparkled in the moonlight like tiny, dewy rosebuds, flashing and sparkling as her swelling breasts bobbed and drifted with the movement of the water. Tony lifted her ass off his cock and slid her up along his belly until her pussy broke the surface. It looked almost magical with the bright clear water lapping in her delicate slit and washing musically through the pale, luminous corn silk of her bush. Swish . . . swish . . . swish . . . goddamn. . . .
"You're just right," Tony concluded.
The night was very still and Penny could hear every word, even though they were just murmurs. She tried to imagine it was her out there, floating in front of Tony with her legs wrapped around him and her naked tits sticking up in the moonlight and that he was saying that to her instead of to that terrible girl. You're just right. Penny . . . Oh, Tony!. . . Oh, Penny . . . Oh . . . oh . . . oh. . . .
She was on her knees on the ragged car seat, her thighs spread wide, her lust-swollen breasts jogging up and down, her hair hanging in her face and her right hand going like hell between her legs. Her breath was coming in hot, heavy bursts and her cunt was going slish, slish, slish but not loud enough for Tony and the girl to hear.
Tony was gripping Dolly's waist now, holding her up in front of him so that her gleaming tits were on a level with his face. From her dripping hair, hanging in shimmering strands around her laughing face, cool rivulets ran down over the luscious contours of her wiggling torso as Tony sucked her nipples.
Penny's terrible need was screaming inside her: Oh, suck 'em, Tony! Suck suck, suck!
Tony sucked and nibbled and bit until Dolly's nipples were as hard as rivets and vibrated in his mouth like tuning forks. Her waist was so small that, with his thumbs end to end at her bellybutton, his fingers almost met at the small of her back-but those tits! Christ, they were like full-size coconuts of flesh full of hot milk! They weren't all that big of course, it was just that when you were that close to them they seemed that way.
Tony would suck the left one: "Mm, mm, mm, mm!"
Then he would suck the right one: "Mm, mm, mm, mm!"
Then he would go from one to the other: "Mm! Mm! Mm! Mm!"
As fast as he could: "Mm-mm-mm!"
Dolly giggled and wiggled so violently that finally he couldn't hold onto her any more. Like a slippery fish she twisted out of his hands and disappeared beneath the surface.
Penny shook her hair out of her face and blinked her eyes. Where was the girl? All she could see was Tony standing there by himself, looking down into the neck-deep water. Maybe she drowned. Penny thought hopefully. But immediately this hope was shattered when Tony threw his head back and howled at the moon. Oh God, surely she's not. . .
"Hoooolllly sssshhhh!! ! " Tony groaned with a painful, ecstatic grimace. "Oh . . . god . . . damn . . . mm . . . oh . . . ah . . . ah . . . ah . . . "
It was the first time anybody had ever sucked his cock underwater. In fact it was the first time in years that anybody had sucked it at all, even on dry land. He just stood there moaning and shuddering all over as that slippery little tongue caressed his throbbing member and those soft, delicate lips wrapped snugly around it, sucking and sliding as she took more and more of it into her warm, water-filled mouth until he felt his cockhead nudging into her throat, and his balls started to tingle and he felt his insides knotting up and--!
And then Dolly ran out of breath and bobbed to the surface, laughing and gasping. "So are you!" she panted, wrapping her arms and legs around him again.
Tony's legs were shaking so bad and he felt so weak that as their mouths and tongues came together again he was afraid he was going to collapse and sink to the bottom. He'd never been that close to an orgasm without having it. Dolly's tits felt like big hot rubber balls against his heaving chest. She certainly had kept her promise about warming him up.
"So am I what?" Tony panted when the kiss ended.
"Just right," Dolly purred. "Oh." He took one hand from her ass, slipped it between his belly and hers and ran his fingers down through the soft, silky fluff between her slim little thighs. Cupping her pussy in his hands, he eased his middle finger into her slit and shoved it deep into her hot, slippery hole. God, ' it was tight even for his finger. "Too big for you, I bet."
She made a cute little farting noise with her lips and said, "Shit." And then: "Mmmmmm. . .
"We'll see," Tony said, probing deeper.
"When?"
"How 'bout now."
"Okay."
CHAPTER FOUR
Bitch Party was humping hot and heavy into the homestretch.
Since we last looked at the screen a whole new set of characters-the husbands of the women who had gone off to the beach by themselves-had been added to the cast. Clearly, the plot was thickening.
So were the husbands' cocks. Taking advantage of their wives' absence, they had gathered at somebody's apartment and started phoning their secretaries. They were all friends and worked at the same office. None of the secretaries had anything else to do that day, so they rushed right over and took off their clothes. These were smart secretaries and they knew the men hadn't invited them over to take dictation.
Now they were all on the floor, doing all sorts of nasty X-rated things. In the center of the room lay a platinum blonde with big, blue-white tits, strawberry nipples and brown cunt-hair. Her ass was propped up on two sofa cushions and one of the men was on his knees between her legs, fucking her while he sucked the tits of a black-haired girl who was sitting beside him, bouncing up and down and tossing her head from side to side.
This black-haired girl was sitting on one of the other men, whose cock was in her cunt, which is why she was bouncing up and down. Another girl with a big tan-and-white ass was astraddle the face of this second man and he was eating her box while she played with the platinum blonde's strawberry nipples. A third man was on his knees and elbows over the platinum blonde's face, fucking her in the mouth while he lapped the twat of a slim redhead who was sprawled out on the floor in front of him. There was a brown-haired girl on her hands and knees over the redhead, head to crotch, getting fucked in the ass by a fourth man. She was lapping the redhead's twat, too, taking turns with the third man.
The girl with the big white-and-tan ass, who was getting her box eaten by the second man while she played with the platinum blonde's tits, was bending forward, kissing a fifth man who was lying on his back, head to head with the second man. This fifth man had his cock in the cunt of a plump little auburn-haired girl whose big tits were jumping and jiggling wildly as she was battered back and forth. The reason she was being battered back and forth is because the sixth and last man was fucking her in the ass while the fifth fucked her in the cunt.
"Say, why don't we try that?" Neil said.
"I'm for it," said Joe.
"Gosh, I don't know," Mona said.
Then the background music throbbed to a crescendo and all the husbands and secretaries came at the same time, squealing and twitching and jerking and grunting. There was a brief shot of the wives and the beach boys still trying to do their daisy chain in the up-wash of the surf, and then the scene cut back to the apartment again where all the husbands and secretaries were flaked out on the floor, absolutely motionless. It looked like they'd been mown down with a machinegun.
Then one of the men raised his head and said, "We ought to do this more often."
"You said it that time, Charlie," replied one of the other men.
Then another said, "Say, why don't we go to the beach?"
"Good idea!" said several of the secretaries in unison.
"We'll flip for the asshole," Neil said. "Fair enough," said Joe, fishing in his pants for a coin.
"Maybe I shoulda gone swimming with Dolly," Mona muttered.
"Shit!" hissed Raymond, pacing back and forth in his projection room like a hungry hyena in a cage. "Shit, shit, shit, shit!" It seemed like the goddamn movie would never end. Back and forth he went, from the projector, where he glared furiously at the imperceptibly decreasing diameter of the last reel, to the back window, where he scanned the moonlit lawn on the west side of the house and as much of the shadowy woods as he could see.
Comparing Raymond to a hyena is not as far-fetched as you might think. He was a short, skinny little man with knobby knees and long, bony arms. He had a short thinning growth of wolfish gray hair, large and somewhat pointed ears standing out from his lumpy skull like rudimentary wings, and a very sharp face whose features were all pinched together in the middle. His beady black eyes were sunk deeply into blue-black craters separated from each other by the steep, narrow bridge of his muzzle-like nose and overhung by coarse, gray, bushy brows. His lips were long and thin and his chin wasn't worth mentioning.
When we come to Raymond's" genitals, however, the hyena analogy will break down, and we'll have to go to a different kind of animal altogether.
"Look!" whispered Tom. "They're goin' to the same beach where their wives are at!"
"Holy cow!" whispered Dick.
"Hoo, hoo!" Hernando said.
The boys were really getting involved in the suspenseful plot as it raced subtly to its emotion-packed climax.
The tattered car seat between Penny's knees was soaked with cunt-juice. Her tits were hanging out the top of her dress and she was working on her second orgasm since climbing into the car.
Thirty feet away Dolly was sprawled out on her back at the edge of the lake with her feet in the water. Tony was on his knees and elbows between her legs. He had his hands cupped under the cheeks of her firm, hot, boyish little ass, holding it up off the sand while he lapped her pussy.
His tongue flashed in the moonlight as it lapped that dainty, twitching mouth with its thin moustache of wet, silvery silk.
Slurp, flash! Slurp, flash! Slurp, flash!
Dolly was moaning and panting and squealing and writhing around and throwing her head from side to side and her overdeveloped tits were slamming together and leaping around wildly. Tony was eating her like a bowl of pudding and she loved it.
Then he lifted her trembling butt a little higher and pushed his tongue deep into her pecker hole. It wasn't much looser than when he'd started but he couldn't wait any longer. If he didn't get his cock into that delicious thing pretty soon his goddamn balls were going to explode. He ran his tongue up the length of her delicious little slit, over her downy mound, up along her smooth, wet belly and into the snug dimple of her navel. Then he lowered her ass to the ground, burrowed up between her swollen tits and kissed her on the mouth.
"Ready to try it?" he said hoarsely.
"Shit, man," she panted, "I'm always ready. You sure eat pussy good."
"Thanks." Tony shoved his swollen cockhead against her crotch but he missed the hole.
"Wait," Dolly said. She raised her knees and reached between her legs, taking Tony's prick in her hot little hand. After sliding the head up and down her juicy slit a few times, she guided it into the opening of her hole. "Okay, push."
Tony pushed.
"Oh!"
"I.. . I think you're too little," Tony said. "I am not! Push!" He pushed again. "Oh!"
"Did that hurt?"
"Push!"
"Uhn!"
"Push!"
Uhn!"
"Push!"
"Uhn!"
"Push!"
"UHN!! "
" AAAaaaahhhh!"
Now what do I do? Tony wondered. He had it in but he couldn't move it. Goddamn, she was tight! It felt like his cock was caught in a red hot vise. After a minute of strenuous effort, however, it loosened up enough for him to get a stroke going.
Tony took it slow and easy at first, savoring the delightful sensations. That sweet, tight little pussy was wiggling and clutching and squeezing his cock like a hot clam. He was holding himself up over her, throwing it to her with a solid, measured stroke, and looking down into her big, clear half-closed, moon-blue eyes. Every time his cockhead thudded into the bottom of her hole her eyelids would flutter and her little-girl face would twist into contortions of pleasure-pain. Every shock made her tits jump and reverberate and drove her ass a little further up the beach. Did Tony feel any shame or guilt for ramming his big nasty dick into this poor child? He did not. In fact, he'd never felt better in his life.
"Faster!" Dolly gasped, wrapping her little legs around his waist.
Tony went faster. "Uhn, uhn, uhn, uhn, uhn--! "
"Oh, ah, yeah, mm, oh, shit, mm, mm, mm, mm--! "
Her tits were leaping and shuddering wildly now and her ass was moving in fast upward jerks, meeting Tony's ruthless assault blow for blow, as they plowed their way through the sand, coming closer and closer to where Penny was hiding. It's a wonder they didn't hear the squeaking springs of the car seat and the slish, slish, slish of Penny's cunt, but of course they were preoccupied. All wrapped up in themselves, so to speak.
In Penny's inflamed imagination, it was she that was lying there on the sand with Tony's moonlit ass pounding up and down between her legs and she could almost feel that big thick cock ramming into her boiling hole. It was the closest she'd ever come to actually getting fucked. When Tony lowered his head and clamped his lips on one of Dolly's nipples, his ass pounding harder and faster than ever, Penny felt that, too, and started to come.
Oh--! T-T-Tony--! And her cunt went squish! squish! and the rusty seat springs went squeak! squeak! and the old car trembled for a minute like a giant insect, but about all Penny got out of it was a handful of hot cream. She just couldn't make it with her finger anymore. All it did was take the edge off her arousal enough to let her anger and jealousy rise to the surface again.
Dolly had started coming, too. Her belly knotted up and she was twitching like a spastic and Tony felt her little twat clutching at his driving cock and slobbering at the lips and it felt so good he wanted to keep on fucking her forever. But his balls had other ideas. He felt it welling up in him like a flood and his lower body started lurching and jerking out of control.
"Ah--! Ah--! Ah--! "
"Oh, yeah!" Dolly gasped. "Give it to me! Shoot it in me!"
"Whew! Yeah, I guess I . . . Holy shit, how'd we get up here?"
Dolly lifted her head weakly and looked around. "Maybe the lake's drying up," she suggested.
They giggled and Tony collapsed on top of her. They lay there for a while, breathing hard and stroking each other's body, and then Dolly said, "I know what really turned you on."
"What?"
"That girl at the drive-in."
"What girl?"
He's forgotten me already, Penny thought.
"That girl you were feelin' up in the concession stand."
"Oh, her," Tony said. "She's just a prick teaser."
Oh, did that piss Penny off. Why you sonofabitch! If you'd waited-
"You're not ballin' her?" Dolly asked.
"No. Nobody is, as far as I know."
"How come?"
"I don't know. I think she's sorta fucked up in the head."
Penny almost jumped out of the car. She wanted to run over there and kick the shit out of him. And that smart-ass little slut, too! But she didn't.
"She must be fucked up," Dolly said, squeezing Tony's prick with her pussy, "to pass up a stud like you."
"You're just saying that because it's true," Tony said, and they kissed.
During the kiss Tony's cock regained its hard and he started humping again, but Dolly said, "Let's wash off first. I got sand in my crack."
"I don't think I can walk," Tony said.
"We'll crawl then."
"Okay."
Penny watched their bare behinds bumping together as the retraced their path down the beach on their hands and knees, giggling at the bumpy ten-foot long furrow that Dolly's ass had made in the sand. Then she dried her eyes with her skirt, stuffed her tits back into her dress, climbed out of the car and started home with a lump in her throat as big as an apple.
Meanwhile, Tom's suspicions had been confirmed. Sure enough, the husbands had gone to that same beach and discovered their naughty wives with the beach boys. At the same time, of course, the wives had discovered their husbands with the secretaries and there was a big emotional confrontation scene in which the wives and husbands called each other dirty names.
That was over now, though, and the husbands were all fucking each other's wives and the beach hoys were fucking the secretaries and everybody seemed to be having a grand time. Finally, one of the beach boys turned to one of the secretaries, who was getting fucked in the ass at the time, and said, "You know, we ought to do this more often."
"That's just what I was thinking," said the secretary.
Then the camera zoomed in on the big, suntanned ass of the buxom blonde, who was down on her knees and elbows, sucking off one of the husbands, not her own. On her left cheek somebody had written the word THE with lipstick. On the other cheek they had written the word END.
" 'The end,' " Dick read aloud.
"Thank God!" cried Raymond.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Aw, bullshit, Hernando," Tom said.
"Yeah, Hernando," Dick said. "If a girl like that stepped out from behind one o' them trees you wouldn't know what to do."
The boys were walking home through the woods.
"Hoooo!" Hernando hooted. "I would too, boy!"
"No you wouldn't," said Tom and Dick.
Hernando peered ahead into the shadowy pines among the dead cars and conjured up the vision of a beautiful, sexy girl stepping out into the moonlight, right in front of him, smiling.. . "Well, you wouldn't neither," he said.
"I would, too," Tom said.
"So would I," said Dick.
Tom and Dick were twin brothers. Hernando's father worked for Tom and Dick's father. He drove a tractor on Tom and Dick's father's farm. The boys' parents thought they were in bed asleep.
"I'd say, 'Hey, baby, how 'bout some pussy?' " Tom said.
"I'd grab her like this," said Dick.
"And tear her clothes off!"
"And feel her tits!"
"And suck 'em!"
"And then I'd pull out my prick and . . . "
"And then I'd . . . "
"Holy cow!" Dick whispered.
All three boys froze in their tracks.
Right there in front of them, not twenty feet away, leaning against a tree, her voluptuous body etched in moonlight, stood a . . . No, it couldn't be.
"Hi there," Penny said.
There was a blur of movement, a crashing of bushes, and where a moment ago there had been three boys, now there was only one.
"My gosh," Penny said. "What's the matter with them?"
Hernando didn't say anything. He just stood there with his eyes bugging out and his mouth open as Penny walked up to him with swaying hips and bobbing breasts.
About halfway from the lake to her house, Penny had heard the boys coming toward her and had almost instantly made her decision. Actually, as she'd begun to realize while hiding in the car, she had made the decision some time ago, perhaps at the moment she flushed her panties down the toilet in the ladies' room.
In that moment, without admitting it to herself, she was setting herself up for the next round with Tony. After they closed up the concession stand, he would start kissing and pawing her again. He would try to play with her pussy again, too, and this time she wouldn't stop him. He would find out she didn't have any pants on. He would put his finger in her pussy and get her so hot that she wouldn't be able to fight back. And then he'd ask her again to go for a little drive with him in his car and she'd say no and make him beg for a while. But then she'd say, well, okay, just a short drive, and he'd take her to some moonlit lovers' lane in the woods and when she got back to the Passion Pit she wouldn't be a virgin any more.
But of course it hadn't worked out that way. That little blonde bitch had come along and fucked it all up. And now what was she going to do? After tonight Tony wouldn't want anything to do with her, just like all the other men she'd ever gone out with. They had all dropped her as soon as they'd found out she wasn't "that kind of girl." This wasn't at all the way her mother had said it would be. By now she had such a good reputation that nobody would take her out at all any more. And now Tony had been added to the list.
That was the last straw. She felt like her cherry was hanging around her neck like a ten-ton albatross, dragging her down into spinsterhood. She had already decided to offer herself to the first man she saw, when she heard the voices coming toward her through the trees. At first she was disappointed. Shit, they were just little boys, probably the ones who'd been hiding in the trees behind the theater. But then the appropriateness of the situation dawned on her. If Tony could fuck little girls, then by God she could fuck little boys! The sonofabitch might even come back this way and see her. Then he'd be sorry he ran out on her.
"All that bragging about what they'd do if they saw a girl," Penny said to Hernando with a sexy giggle," and then they run away as soon as they see one."
Still Hernando didn't say anything. You might think that, for all Tom and Dick's big talk, Hernando turned out to be the bravest of the three, since he had held his ground and met this luscious seductress head-on. The truth, however, is that Hernando was too scared even to run.
"Did you enjoy the movie?" Penny asked. Hernando swallowed.
"Don't worry, I won't tell on you. Come on, let's sit down over here."
Shuffling like a zombie, Hernando let Penny lead him over to the tree she'd been leaning against. They sat down in a patch of moonlight on the soft carpet of pine needles. Penny's breasts bulged up out of her low neckline and Hernando could feel the heat of them on his face. Mother of God! This was the lady that worked at the drive-in-the one that pulled out her tit back there by the bathroom! And now--!
"My name's Penny. What's yours?"
"M-my name . . . Hernando Lopez."
"That's a nice name," Penny said in a breathy voice, running her trembling fingers through the boy's long black hair. "I've always liked the name Hernando."
It would be hard to say which one of them was the more nervous. But it would be equally hard to say which of them was the hornier. Luckily, they were both hornier than they were nervous.
Penny lay down on her back with her head in Hernando's lap. She could feel his stiff little prick throbbing inside his jeans. She raised one knee and let her short skirt slide down her thigh.
"It's a nice night, isn't it?" she said.
Hernando swallowed again and said, "Uh huh." He was staring at her crotch where the moonlight was glinting on the dark, lustrous curls of her bush. Oooooo, sheet! he thought. She ain't got no pants on!
"Hernando?" Penny said.
"Huh?"
"Don't you wanta . . . do something?"
"D-do somethin'? "
"Well, I mean . . . " Oh, why did he have to make it so hard for her? What did she have to do, rub it in his face? "Don't you wanta feel me up or something?"
Hernando wanted to so bad he could hardly stand it, but there was something wrong with his arms. It was like his bones had turned to jelly. The only part of him that would move was his prick, and it wouldn't stop moving.
Penny was in the same sort of a bind. She wanted very much to reach between Hernando's legs and squeeze that stiff little thing that was dancing under her head like a Mexican jumping bean, but she just couldn't bring herself to do it. If Penny had failed in her first serious seduction-a little boy, even!-it might have been such a blow to her ego that she would have lived the rest of her life as an old maid. Luckily, the snapping of a twig broke the stalemate.
Snap!
It's Tony and that girl! Penny thought. They'll think I'm just prick-teasing again!
It's Tom and Dick! thought Hernando. They gonna call me chicken shit if I ain't doin' nothing'!
Simultaneously, Penny grabbed Hernando's crotch and Hernando stuck his hand inside the front of Penny's dress.
"Aaahhhh!" Penny said.
"Oooo!" said Hernando.
That snapping twig was like a starting gun.
In a minute the boy had both hands inside Penny's neckline and he was pawing those big, hot, stiff-nippled tits for all he was worth. Penny pushed them against his little hands, arching her back and letting her head fall back across his lap as she squeezed and rubbed that hard, twitching lump between his legs. It was the first prick she'd ever had her hands on. It was the first pair of tits Hernando had ever had his on, too.
Then Penny rolled over on her side, toward Hernando, and started fumbling at his fly with shaking fingers. Her skirt was bunched up around her waist now and the smooth, pale expanse of her bare hip glowed in the moonlight.
"Unzip me!" Penny panted.
Hernando pulled one hand out of her dress and eagerly attacked the zipper at her back. He was actually undressing a pretty lady! Just like the men in that movie! And she was undressing him! Already he'd forgotten all about Tom and Dick.
Penny had forgotten about Tony, too. She was finally going all the way with a man-a very small, very young man to be sure, but a man just the same. He was going to make a woman out of her if she had to rape him.
She didn't have to.
Hernando didn't stop with the zipper. When he had it open, he started tugging her dress down off her shoulders, and Penny took one hand from his crotch long enough to slip her arm out of the strap and a naked tit tumbled out into the boy's hot little hand. "Oooo!"
"Oh!" Penny gasped as Hernando's prick sprang up in her face like a jack-in-the-box. There was a thin semicircle of short black hairs above it and two dark robin's eggs below it. The prick itself, which was uncircumcised and sort of pointed, like a rocketship, was bigger than Penny had expected-but that might have been because she was so close to it. Anyway, it looked better to her than any cock she'd ever seen in the movies, and she had an irresistible urge to kiss it on its oily little mouth.
"HOO!" cried Hernando.
The sudden touch of Penny's hot, wet lips on his pecker made him lose his balance and fall over on his side, tearing her dress loose from the other strap in the process.
Rrrip!
"Oh! I'm sorry," he said. "I tear your."
"Fuck the dress!" Penny panted. "Rip it off me!"
"Ah, okay! Yeah, I rip it off you!"
Rrrrrip! Rip! Rip! Rrrrrrrip!
Hernando certainly was getting into the spirit of things now. Falling over like that had brought him face to face with Penny's hairy cunt, and the heat of it on his cheeks as well as the intoxicating smell of it in his nostrils, really turned him on.
It was about this time that Tom and Dick came creeping back to see what had happened to Hernando. They were still quite a ways from the clearing where they'd seen the lady leaning against the tree, when they heard the funny noises. They stopped and looked at each other. It sounded like the movie was still going on. Panting and moaning and stuff like that. That couldn't be, though, because through the trees they could see the lights of the last cars leaving the theater. Besides, these noises sounded closer than that. The brothers scratched their heads and crept on.
They didn't have far to go. When they peered over a clump of palmettos into the moonlit clearing they damn near shit their pants.
"Jeez!" Tom whispered.
"Holy cow!" whispered Dick.
By this time Hernando was bare-ass, wearing only his T-shirt, and Penny was stark naked, sprawled out on her back in the classic here-it-is-come-and-get-it position, surrounded by the shredded remains of her dress. Hernando was coming to get it for sure. Penny's puffed-up, hard-knobbed nipples were all slick and shiny with Hernando's spit and his prick was shiny with hers. So were his balls, and his little hands were all hot and slimy with her cunt juice. Obviously, they'd been getting on with it.
Tom and Dick had missed all these juicy preliminaries, however, along with their awkward beginnings, and all they saw when they peered over the palmettos was their friend's bare butt bouncing up and down between the naked lady's open thighs. His slimy hands were cupped around the outsides of her big, heaving tits and his face was buried between them. The brothers would never have believed this if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes. Everybody knew how girl-shy Hernando was, and yet there he was, humping away like one of those men in the movie, just as if he did it every day.
This sight was a little deceptive, though. A closer look would have put Hernando in a somewhat less heroic light. He seemed to be getting it but he wasn't really. He was in the slot but he'd missed the hole.
Penny let it go on like that for a minute because it felt pretty good-this eager kid lying on top of her, pumping frantically, his stiff little rod swishing up and down her flooding slit, making her erect clitoris tremble and tingle like it did when she frigged-but now she was ready for the real thing.
"Wait, honey," she panted. "Lift up a minute."
Hernando let go of her boobs and did a shaky push-up, drooling into her shadowy cleavage. Penny reached between her legs and shoved his prick down her juicy groove until the head popped into her hole.
"There," she sighed. "Now stick it in me! 'ck it all the way in me."
Hernando was still propped up over Penny in his push-up position. He looked down at her crotch to see if he could see what the trouble was. He didn't know about cherries, and even if he had he would never have guessed that a sexy, grown-up girl like Penny, who worked at a dirty movie theater and who wanted to get fucked so bad, could have been a virgin. He said, "It won't go in no more, I think."
"Yes, it will." Penny was ashamed to tell him she was cherry. "You just have to push harder."
"Okay, I try," Hernando said. "HUH."
"YAAAAAH!"
"Uh!"
"Ah!"
"Hoo!"
"Oh!" That hurt like hell but, God, was it good to be rid of that damn thing at last! "Now," she gasped, "isn't that better?"
"Ooooo, ssshhEET!" cried Hernando. It felt like his dick had broken through into a skin flask of boiling oil. As little as his thing was, Penny's freshly tapped hole clutched it like a strong, boneless fist.
"Fuck me now! Fast, fast!"
"Yeah, yeah!" grunted the boy. "I fuck you good, lady!"
He was a man of his word, too. His little ass started moving so fast it was almost a vibration, and in less than a minute he had fucked all the pain out of Penny's pussy.
Slish slosh slish slosh-slish slosh!
"Oh-Her-nan-do-that-feels-so-god-damn-�oodl"
"Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh--! "
Slishslosh-slisftslosh-slishslosh--!
At that rate it couldn't possibly have taken very long, and it didn't.
"I-M'm-guh-guh-gonna--! "
"-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh--! "
"-cuh-cuh-cuh--! "
"-uh-uh-uh-uh--! "
"-CUM!"
"-uh-uh-uh--! " SQUIRT! "Oh!"
SQUIRT, SQUIRT, SQUIRT! went Hernando's prick.
Squish, squish, squish! went Penny's cunt.
SQUIRT!
Squish!
SQUIRT!
Squish!
There was another sound coming from nearby-a hoarse, heavy breathing in the bushes-but nobody heard it, not even Tom and Dick. A bomb could have fallen on the Passion Pit and Tom and Dick probably wouldn't have heard it. They were so fascinated by this real live, fuck scene that was taking place right before their eyes they'd forgotten all about hiding. They had come out from behind the palmettos and were standing right out in the open, just a few yards from Penny and Hernando, staring down at them as their orgasms sputtered out in a series of slobbery gasps and jerky spasms.
Penny wrapped her arms and legs around the worn-out boy and hugged him tightly to her naked body. "Oh, thank you, Hernando!" she said in a breathless whisper.
Hernando was about to say, You thankin' me?! but just then his eyes swam back into focus and he saw Tom and Dick standing there. They had seen it! Mother of God, he would be a hero after this! They wouldn't laugh at Hernando no more, boy! So he puffed himself up, gave Penny a couple of pats on the ass, as you might pat a horse who had just given you a good ride, and said, "You welcome, lady."
Then he put his hands on Penny's tits and pushed himself to an upright position, his prick still in her cunt. "These are my friends, lady," he said. "Tom and Dick."
"Huh?" Penny turned her head to the side and saw the two bug-eyed boys. "Well, hello again. Where'd you guys run off to."
"Uh," said Tom. "Er," said Dick."
"They sorta scared o'gorls," Hernando explained. "But maybe you give 'em some poosy sometime anyway, eh?"
"Sometime, shit," Penny said. "What's wrong with right now?"
"Holy cow!"
"Jeez!"
Both boys yanked their pants down to their knees quicker than it takes to tell about it, but that was as far as they got.
Snap! went another twig.
As far as Penny was concerned, all this did was to remind her that Tony had been watching her from the bushes. But it scared the shit out of Hernando, because this time, obviously, it hadn't been Tom or Dick who snapped the twig. There was somebody else out there!
It scared Tom and Dick, too. They stood there for a second, bent over, holding their pants at their knees, and peered into the shadows on the far side of the clearing . . .
One of the shadows moved.
"Let's get outa here!" Tom hissed.
Hernando jerked his prick out of Penny's pussy and snatched his jeans from the ground.
"Hey, wait," Penny said. "Don't-"
"Bye, lady!" whispered Hernando.
"But--! " Shit, they were gone. Well. . . maybe it would be better this way. Now that Tony had seen that she wasn't a prick teaser any more, maybe . . . But she didn't want to let on that she knew it was him in the bushes; that would spoil the game.
So Penny stretched out in the moonlight, spreading her legs wide and taking a deep breath. "Mmmmm, that was nice," she sighed. Her feet were toward the place where the twig had snapped and it gave her a tingling thrill to think that Tony was looking right up her crotch. She massaged her naked tits for a minute, rolling the stiff nipples between her thumbs and forefingers, and then ran her fingers through her curly bush, cupping the warm mound with her hands and doing a few horizontal bumps and grinds in slow motion.
Finally she lifted her head slightly and smiled into the darkness beyond the edge of the clearing. In a narrow, moon-speckled notch between two scrub oaks she saw a darker shape. It looked like Tony was by himself. Good, Penny thought. He must have told that little girl to get lost
"Well, come on, honey," she said to the shadow in a very soft, seductive voice. "Looks like you're next in line."
For a couple of seconds nothing happened. Then the shadow moved. The bushes parted. . . .
A moment later, back at the lake, Tony pried Dolly's twitching knees apart and raised his head from between her thighs.
She pulled her tongue out of his asshole and said, "What's the matter?"
Tony wiped the pussy cream from his mouth with the back of his hand and cocked his ear to the east. "Did you hear anything just then?" he asked.
"No," Dolly said. "I was just about to cum."
"I thought I heard somebody yell 'help' or something."
"I didn't hear anything. I was just about to cum."
"You said that already."
"If you don't finish eatin' me I'm gonna bite your ass."
"You're insatiable."
"I'm what?"
"Insatiable. I mean, holy shit, you must have cum about twenty times tonight, and still you're-OUCH!"
"I told you I would."
"Jesus Christ."
CHAPTER SIX
It was like one of those nightmares where something horrible is chasing you and you're trying to run away but your legs won't work right and you keep falling down. Mix that up with another bad dream-the one where you find yourself out in public without any clothes on-and you'll have a pretty good idea of Penny's situation at this time.
As the shadowy shape shuffled closer. Penny had seen that it wasn't Tony after all. It was some spooky old man! She had screamed and run for her life, stumbling over old tires and crashing into prickly bushes, and every time she fell down it seemed like she could feel the hot, foul breath of the rapist on her bare ass.
Somehow, though, she managed to get to the back fence of her house without getting caught, and that's when the second part of the nightmare came in. When she told Hernando to rip her dress off, it hadn't occurred to her that she would have to go home naked. To get to her room she had to go through the TV room where her father usually sat after work. She could tell him she was taking a little walk in the woods when all of a sudden somebody ripped her clothes off, but she was afraid she wouldn't be able to say it very convincingly. Of course Daddy wouldn't do anything about it himself, he was too timid, but he'd tell Mama when she got home, and then Penny would have some explaining to do!
These thoughts, however, popped out of Penny's mind almost as soon as they popped in. Hearing the snorts and snarls of her pursuer as he charged through a clump of palmettos behind her, she dived through the fence, raced across the yard, stumbled frantically up the stairs and burst into the house.
"Daddy! Daddy! Somebody's chasing--! " There was nobody in the TV room. "Daddy?" The door to his room was open but he wasn't in there either.
Maybe he's still in the projection room or . . .
Then she heard the snorting and snarling again, and heavy footfalls on the stairs.
Oh my God! Penny thought, shrinking into a corner, trembling with terror. Surely he wouldn't follow me right into my own! The door sprang open.
"Oh, Daddy!" Penny cried. "Thank God you . . .DADDY!! ! "
And the poor girl fainted dead away.
For a few minutes Raymond crouched there in the doorway, puffing and panting furiously. Sparks flashed from his beady eyes, drool dripped from the corners of his open mouth and his cock was out.
Whether Penny fainted from the realization that it was her own father who'd been chasing her or from the sight of his cock would be difficult to say. Probably it was a little of both, but mostly the latter.
Which brings us to that other animal mentioned earlier. Because while Raymond had a face and body that strongly resembled some kind of scrawny dog, he had the cock of a very healthy horse. It was astonishing to say the least, that a man like this could have a cock like that. It was a good ten inches long and as thick as a brick. The head on this frightening thing was shaped like a mushroom, the swollen stem was fluted with great, throbbing, blue-black veins, and if it weighed an ounce it weighed a pound, not including the balls. It's no wonder Penny fainted.
Finally a victorious grin spread across
Raymond's face and ne moved in for the kill. At last, the moment he'd beeen waiting for! It didn't bother him a bit-or even occur to him-that he would have saved himself a lot of trouble if he'd just waited for Penny to come home instead of going out in the woods to find her. He was much too excited to think of anything like that. He felt like a young lion who, after a merry chase across the veldt, had just caught himself the tenderest, most succulent antelope in the whole fucking herd.
This feeling of regained youth, however, diminished a little when Raymond tried to pick Penny up and carry her off in triumph to his bed.
"Uhn!"
He wasn't a very strong man to begin with, and the chase had just about finished him off. He squatted there for a minute, one arm under Penny's back and the other under her knees, trying to catch his breath and wondering if he'd ruptured himself. Deciding that he hadn't he settled for a less heroic approach to the problem, taking his victim by the wrists and dragging her into his bedroom like a mule hauling a log.
The mule was tired, but God, what a log! Adrenaline and sex hormones came to Raymond's rescue and after four or five minutes of frantic struggling he managed to get Penny onto the bed.
"Ah!"
Jesus Christ, what a sight! Penny lay on her back, diagonally across the bed. Her coppery hair had pine needles in it and part of it lay in a tangled swirl across her left shoulder. Her full, round, milk-white breasts rose and fell with her breathing. Here and there they had little teeth marks on them, mostly around the nipples, which were still bright and rosy but weren't puffed up any more. Her right tit had a smudge of dirt on it and so did her belly. Her knees were dirty, too, from falling down so much, and there were some scratches on her legs and hips. Her copper-colored bush had some little twigs in it and there were a few smears of dried blood on the insides of her thighs from getting her cherry busted.
Raymond stumbled to the bathroom and came back with a damp washcloth and a comb. Like a tribal priest preparing a sacrificial lamb for the slaughter, Raymond wanted Penny to look her best for this momentous occasion. Or it may be that he was just stalling. After all, this was quite a thing he was getting into. Quite a thing indeed.
After he'd sponged all the dirt marks off Penny's body, Raymond took off his trousers and drawers, spread her legs wider and crawled onto the bed, comb in hand. Kneeling there between her thighs, hunched over like a bird of prey, he began to comb the twigs out of her cunt hair. It was something he'd always wanted to do-comb a girl's bush. Especially this girl's bush! Breathing heavily, his beady eyes bulging in their sunken sockets, he drew the comb through those lush curls with his right hand, picking the twigs out with his left. It looked like a scene from "Beauty and the Beast" made into an X-rated movie.
It was fairly smooth combing on the hump, but when he got down to the fur that grew along the lips of her pussy he hit a few snags. There were little blobs of dried cum stuck in the hairs down there and he had to dampen them with the washcloth ready to let go yet, Penny would twitch and make funny noises.
In fact, it was this tedious comb-, cloth-and finger-work in her crotch that woke Penny up. Instantly, she remembered everything and realized what was happening. But she didn't open her eyes. It would just be too embarrassing to face her father in these unthinkable circumstances. Her own father, for God's sake! Why, he was almost a total stranger!
That wasn't far from the truth, either. Alice had raised Penny almost single-handedly while Raymond stood on the sidelines with his finger in his ass. He had never played games with Penny or anything like that when she was a little girl and as she got older they had drifted further and further apart, even though they lived in the same house. And now here he was in bed with her of all things, combing her bush and . . . stroking it and . . . running his fingers along the . . . lips of her . . . pussy and . . . Mm . . . It felt.. . sorta good . . . even if he was . . . her father.. . .
Penny couldn't keep her pelvis from rolling up against the pressure of Raymond's long, claw-like fingers. Her cunt was doing it all by itself, as though it had a mind of its own and was trying to get those trembling fingers into its mouth. Raymond was more than happy to give it its way, too.
Hot damn! he thought. I'm getting her hot!
Up till now Raymond had been proceeding cautiously. All his usual timidity had disappeared in the heat of the chase, but seeing Penny unconscious on the bed, limp and unresisting, had brought some of it back. Even though he hadn't expected her to be asleep as the great moment approached, he began to worry about her waking up before it arrived. It would be so much easier this way. But now, with her writhing around like that, actually responding to his caresses, he threw caution to the winds and shoved his fingers forcefully into that tight slippery slit.
Penny kept on pretending to be asleep but it wasn't easy. Those long fingers were like bony snakes writhing and wiggling and probing amorously into her cunt. Every time one of them touched her clitoris her whole body would twitch, but she managed not to make any noise, except for a few little grunts that she couldn't hold back, and to keep her eyes shut.
Then Raymond's fingers came out of her slit and slithered up her belly to her tits. He smeared the juice over those pale, swelling, taut-skinned globes like he had seen Penny doing in the toilet stall and when they pushed up against his palms he started to drool again. Goddamn, they were nice tits! And now the nipples were puffing up, the lip-colored areolas changing from disks to domes, the knobs getting harder and harder and rubbing against his palms like stubby little fingers. He lowered his head and started sucking them and they got even stiffer and thicker and Penny's breathing got all hot and heavy but still she didn't open her eyes or let on that she knew what was happening.
But then Raymond got down to it. .
Hooking one hand under Penny's left knee and taking his cock in the other hand, he threw her leg over his right shoulder and shoved that great, hard, throbbing head between the wet, fuzzy lips of her pussy. That was when Penny opened her eyes. Wide. She opened her mouth, too.
"Daddy! D-don't--! "
Raymond cut her off with a guttural exclamation of surprise that sounded like a growl of a wild animal. He didn't mean to growl, it just came out that way. Damn! Why did she have to wake up?
Penny "woke up" because the vision of that monstrous thing she'd seen sticking out of her father's fly when he first stepped through the door had suddenly flashed into her mind when she felt it between her legs. Maybe she hadn't beeen fully conscious of what was happening until that moment.
"Now, Penny," Raymond panted hoarsely and nervously, his rat-like face turning as red as the head of his horse-like cock, "you-you've been a b-bad girl and "-pant, pant-" and you have to be punished."
He hadn't thought that out at all. Like the growl, it had just come out all by itself. It might be a stupid line, but now he was stuck with it.
"Don't try to deny it," he went on, wiping the drool from his "chin" with the back of his hand. "I saw what you were"-pant, pant "doing with that little boy. My own daughter . . . " Penny was staring at his cock. "M-my own daughter, contributing to the delinquency of a . . . " She looked up at his face. ". . . of a . . . " Somehow it was less embarrassing when she was staring at his cock. "Now, just stop looking at me like that, Penny! You've been very bad and-and so"-pant, pant-"so just turn over and-and take your-uh-punishment."
"But, Daddy, I-I'm afraid-"
"Turn over, goddamn it!"
Penny was going to say she was afraid his cock was too big for her. She was pretty sure he didn't want her to turn over so he could spank her. But she could see there was no use arguing. She'd never seen her father look so determined about anything in her life. It was like he'd turned into a werewolf or something. She said, "But, Daddy, I can't-"
"TURN OVER!! " Raymond roared.
Tony stopped and listened. He and Dolly were on their way back from the lake now. Dolly continued on a few steps, then stopped and looked back at Tony.
"Now what's the matter?" she asked.
"Didn't you hear anything just then?" Tony said.
"No," Dolly said. "Balling sure fucks up your ears, doesn't it?"
"Maybe it was a dog," Tony mumbled, and they went on toward the Passion Pit.
"Why not?" Raymond asked.
"Because you've got my leg-"
"Oh," Raymond unhooked Penny's leg roughly from his bony shoulder. "There. Now turn over!"
"Okay, but. . . " Penny rolled over on her stomach and got into the knees-and-elbows dog-style position without being told, her knees spaced well apart and her sweet, mild-white, moon-cheeked ass thrust right up in Daddy's face. "But be careful, Daddy. That little boy . . . " She felt his hot, steamy breath in her crack. "Th-that little boy was the first-OH!"
Raymond hadn't heard any of that about being careful or about the little boy. The sight of that beautiful young ass staring him right in the face had completely blown his mind. His long, narrow tongue had shot out of his mouth like a snake and struck straight into Penny's little pink asshole.
Raymond snorted and snarled and probed deeper and deeper. "Aa, aa, aa, aa--! "
"Better put your top on," Tony said. Dolly had her shorts on but her T-shirt thing was wrapped around her head like a turban. Her naked breasts bobbed brightly in the moonlight as she walked along. "The old man might see us when we get into the lot."
"So what?" Dolly said.
"So you're jailbait, that's what. It's obvious enough what we've been doing out here without coming back half naked."
"Okay." She pulled the cut-off T-shirt from her head and put it on, shaking out her long blonde hair. It was almost dry by now. "What time is it, anyway?"
Tony looked at his watch and said, "One o'clock! Jesus Christ, what are your folks gonna say?"
"My dad's not here, he's in the navy," Dolly said, hanging her head back and shaking her hair some more. "And Mom don't give a shit. She's got a new boy friend and they've hardly been outa the bedroom at all in the last three days. She's havin' too much fun to worry about me."
Tony pulled up the front of the T-shirt for another look at those amazing things. "You mean he's staying there at your house?" he asked.
"Yeah. He hasn't balled me yet, though."
"I just can't believe these tits, no shit," Tony said. He was running his fingers lightly over the warm, smooth skin of her bosom, thumbing the tiny nipples.
Dolly grinned and kissed him on the tip of his nose. "Thanks. I think they're too big, though," she said, looking down at them.
"That's what I like about 'em!"
"Neil says they'll be down to my waist by the time I'm twenty."
"Shit," Tony said. "Who's Neil?"
"My brother. That was his bus I was in."
"Oh, the guy that came in for the napkins?"
"Yeah, that was him."
"You fuck him, too?" Tony asked, juggling her boobs up and down in the palms of his hands.
"Sure," Dolly said. "He's my brother."
She said it as if the one fact followed logically from the other. Kids sure were different now than when Tony was growing up. In a few years his own daughter Angel would be approaching the dangerous age. But it was hard to believe that little Angel would-"
"He likes 'em, too," Dolly said. "He only says that when he's pissed oft at me about something."
"Says what?"
"That my tits'll be down to my waist when I'm twenty."
"Oh."
"I bet your wife'll shit when you get home, though, won't she?"
"Yeah, she'll throw her usual bitch fit," Tony sighed. "But she does that even when I come home early, so what's the difference?"
"You don't have to take me home if you don't wanta," Dolly said, unsnapping her snorts and unzipping the fly. "I can hitchhike just as easy."
"No, it's no trouble," Tony said. "I'm in no hurry to get back to that bitch, believe me." He pulled on her little nipples to see how far they would stretch. They wouldn't stretch very far.
"I thought maybe you wanted to stop in and see your chick," Dolly said, pushing the tight shorts down off her slim hips. "She lives there behind the drive-in, doesn't she?"
"Yeah, but she's not my chick, and I'm through fuckin' around with her. All she ever gives me is a pain in the balls. What are .you doing?"
"I gotta take a piss," she said, letting her shorts slide down her legs to the ground.
Tony let go of her nipples and unzipped his fly. "Me too, now that you mention it."
Dolly stepped put of her cut-offs and squatted on her heels and Tony hauled out his cock. They were near the center of a little moonlit clearing among the trees and the rusting corpses of the dead hunters' cars. Dolly's piss made a pleasant hissing sound in the pine needles.
"Aaaahhh," she sighed. Then she reached over and took Tony's prick between her first two fingers. "Lemme hold it for ya," she giggled.
"Okay," Tony said. He let go his cock and folded his hands behind his head, pissing in a powerful, sparkling arc toward the center of the clearing. Wow, what a night this had been. He felt like a new man. "Hey, you do that good."
"Uh huh. I like to hold guys' dicks when they piss. Man, you had a bladder full, didn't ya? Wheee!" She aimed Tony's prick higher and wiggled it around so that the stream went out in long, high, broken spirals. Just before his pressure fell off, the stream splattered on something on the ground out there at the end of the arc. "What's that?" Dolly said.
"What's what?"
Dolly squeezed the last few drops out of her pussy and went to see what had made the splattering noise. There were some dark patches on the ground.
"Hey, you forgot to shake it off," Tony said.
She picked up one of the patches-a dry one-and came back to Tony, who was still standing there with his legs spread, his hands behind his head and his cock hanging out of his fly. She got around behind him and took it between her fingers again, man-style, and gave it a vigorous shaking, rubbing her tits against his back.
"Hey, I can't shake it right with it gettin' stiff like that," she giggled, peering around at the swelling member.
"I can't help it," Tony said.
"Holy shit. Talk about me bein' insatia-whatever-it-was!"
"How 'bout one for the road?"
"Okay." Dolly let go of Tony's cock, lifted one leg and dried her crotch with the scrap of cloth she'd picked up off the ground. "I'm gonna call you Horny Tony from now on."
"What is that?"
"What, this?" Dolly said, holding up the scrap. "I don't know, it looks like some chick got her dress torn off or somethin'. See, there's pieces of it all over the ground."
Tony picked up one of the scraps and held it up to the moonlight. It was dark green and looked like part of a halter top. He dropped it and turned back to Dolly, his prick standing straight out now.
"Okay, little girl," he said. "Let's . . . " Then he stopped and looked down at the piece of cloth again.
"What's the matter now?" Dolly said.
Dark green scraps. . . . ?
Halter top.. . . ?
Some chick got her dress torn off. . . . ?
Help.. . . ?
Penny.. . . ?
"Holy shit!" Tony cried. "What's the--? Hey! Where the hell ya goin'? ! "
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Gruh!"
"Ow!" Penny cried. "Lower, Daddy. That was my asshole."
"Uh!" Raymond grunted, taking another stab at it.
"Ow!"
Goddamn it! Raymond thought. He was on his knees behind Penny, clutching her trembling hips. After tonguing her anus, he had moved down and done the same thing to her cunt, so that now his mouth and jowls were all gooey with girl juice and the taste of it on his tongue and the smell of it in his nostrils had him so shook up that, in his mad frenzy to get his prick into that sweet thing, he couldn't control his pelvis. It just kept jerking and jabbing all by itself and he couldn't slow it down long enough to aim in. "Gruh, gruh, gruh--! "
" O w! -Daddy ow! -wait-wait a minute!-ow!" Penny wondered fleetingly if all men had as much trouble finding the hole as Hernando and her father did. She reached back between her legs and grabbed that massive battering ram in mid-jab. God, it was huge! It was like grabbing the big end of a baseball bat. "Hold it now, Daddy . . . Wait'll I . . . "
"Gruh, gruh, gruh--! "
"There . . . Careful now. You're so big and-"
-Gruh!"
"YEEEEE!"
"I suppose you didn't hear that, either!" Tony said, skidding to a halt.
"I heard it," Dolly panted. "But what the hell are we running from?"
"We're not running from anything, stupid! We're looking for Penny! That was her dress back there! She's out here somewhere and she's in trouble!"
"That prick teaser?" Dolly said. "How come you're so shook up over her all of a sudden?"
"Because I'm in love with her, that's how come!" Tony shouted in Dolly's face, and then he took off through the woods again, jumping over bushes, tripping over old tires and yelling, "Penny! Penny! Where are you?! "
Dolly watched him running around in circles for a minute and then started walking back toward the Passion Pit. "Men are weird." she said to the moon.
"Gruh! Gruh! Gruh!"
"Oh! D--! D--! Da--! Dad-dy--! "
With that first jab-after Penny had got his cock lined up with her hole-Raymond hadn't got anything in but the head, though from Penny's shriek you would have thought somebody had rammed a telephone pole up her cunt. But getting the head in was half the battle. A dozen more jabs, at the rate of a little less than an inch a jab, was all it took to force his great throbbing club-headed rod the rest of the way into the unbelievably tight but marvelously elastic, red-hot flesh-tunnel of Penny's almost-virgin pussy, and now he was humping and puffing away like a steam-driven pile-driver.
"Gruh! Gruh! Gruh!" he grunted.
"Dh! Dh! Dh!" grunted Penny. "Da! Da! Da!"
Raymond's hard, flat, hairy belly was going whap! whap! whap! against Penny's ass and her full, soft buttocks were jumping and shuddering like great firm domes of warm milk custard. God, it felt good! With every whap! his cockhead went thud!-" Da!"-"Gruh!" whap!-thud!-"Da!" only much faster than that.
It was too fast and furious to last very long and it didn't. With an extra loud guttural "GRUH!" Raymond came and his cum, contained so long under such tremendous pressure, went SPURT, SPURT, SPURTing into
Penny's body in great, thick, heavy jets like the pulsating bursts from a hydraulic grease gun.
SPURT! "Gruh!" SPURT! "Gruh!" SPURT! "Gruh!"
He was almost through when Penny started to cum. The orgasm she'd had with Hernando had seemed to happen about halfway into her cunt, and it was very nice because the only kind of orgasm she'd ever had before that was the clitoris type, which is a sort of tingling, ticking, ticking sensation at the upper comer of your inner pussy lips. But this one was something else again!
It was like the powerful opening and closing of a fist way up inside her cunt, so deep it felt like it was happening at the very center of her body, so strong it made her want to curl up in a twitching little ball like a fetus. Her toes curled and her fingers curled and her stomach knotted up and the whole room pulsated with her spasms as if the house itself was having an orgasm too, and it felt so goddamn good she could hardly stand it.
"Ee! Ee!" Her squeals were very high-pitched and barely audible. "Ee! Ee! Ee! Ee!-"
"Gruh! Gr--! "
"Raymond! Raymond, are you up there?! "
"Ee--! " And then there was a wrenching sensation between her legs and the rhythm of her contractions was broken. All of a sudden she felt empty. Shit, just when it was getting good!
"Daddy, what--? "
"Sh!" Raymond was already off the bed, struggling into his pants.
"Raymond!" called the voice again. "I think Penny's in. trouble! Are you up there, Raymond?! "
Then there was the sound of running feet on the stairs.
"Jesus Christ!" Raymond gasped. He was frantic now, wild-eyed and panic-stricken like a wild animal brought to bay. It was that sonofabitch Tony! What the fuck was he doing back here? He'd tell Alice and--!
"Daddy, please!" Penny panted, flopping over on her back and clutching her cunt with both hands, "come back and-"
But Raymond had already darted from the room. All this was happening much quicker than it can be told. Raymond was frantic but not frantic enough to leap through a window and break his neck, so he headed for the only other way out, the door that opened on the stair landing. He charged through the door at about sixty miles an hour and would probably have crashed through the banister and broken his neck anyway, if it hadn't been for Tony who had just at that moment reached the landing.
"Ray-OOF!"
CRACK!
Raymond rebounded off Tony's midsection and went flying down the stairs in a blurred streak of shadows and elbows, taking five steps at a leap. Luckily the 2x4 banister didn't snap all the way through upon impact but only bowed out into space and cracked, so that Tony had a split second to grab something solid and save himself. While he clung there, hanging on to the banister post and trying to get his breath back, he heard a car start up on the other side of the house. Then there was the squeal of tires on pavement and an angry scream.
"HEY, WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOIN', YOU STUPID SONOFABITCH!! "
A moment later Dolly came walking up to the foot of the stairs. She was walking backwards, giving the finger to the speeding car which had already roared out of the Passion Pit's exit lane and onto State Road 69 in a cloud of smoke. You could smell burning rubber for miles around. Then Dolly turned around and looked up at Tony.
"That crazy mother-fucker tried to run over my ass! What the hell's goin' on, anyway?"
Tony stared blankly at her for a second. Then he let go of the banister post and rushed into the house. One of the bedroom doors was open. . . .
"Penny!"
She was sprawled out across the bed with her feet toward the door and her legs spread wide open. Stark naked. Her full, round, pink-nippled tits were heaving up and down and the coppery curls along the slightly parted lips of her cunt were all foamy and gooey.
She lifted her head weakly and looked at Tony through half-closed eyes. Then she let her head fall back again and said, "Damn you, Tony," but it was so faint Tony could hardly hear it.
He said, "What?"
"I said damn you," Penny repeated a little louder. "You always spoil everything."
"Spoil everything? But, Penny . . . what happened?"
"I got fucked, that's what happened." She hadn't bothered to pull the sheet over herself or even to close her legs.
"But-"
"At least, I was getting fucked, until you started yelling."
"But, Penny, I heard you screaming and-or I heard somebody screaming-and then I found your dress all torn to pieces out there in the woods and I thought you were out there somewhere! I thought somebody was raping you or something and I looked all over but I couldn't find you and finally I came here to tell your--! To tell your . . . father, and . . . Holy shit, you don't mean to say it was him ? ! "
"It would have been you if you hadn't run out on me," Penny pouted.
"But your own fa--! " Tony paused, trying to digest what she'd just said. "What did you mean by that?"
"Just what I said."
"Now wait a minute, Penny. You didn't even want me to touch you. You said if I didn't know where to stop, I could just keep my hands off-"
"Well, I changed my mind," Penny snapped, closing her legs and rolling over on her stomach. "Can't I change my mind if I want to? But you couldn't even wait'll I got back from the bathroom. You had to go and run off in the bushes with that-that child."
Some child, Tony thought. "But, Penny, I thought.. . I mean, I didn't know you . . . I mean, has your father been . . . ? "
"No, stupid," Penny said. "This was the first time. An hour ago I was a virgin." She was surprised how easy it was to say that now. "I don't know what happened to him. I guess the movie got him horny or something. He scared me at first, and that's why I yelled but. . . " Then she rolled over on her side and looked at Tony again. "You mean, you . . . you were worried about me?"
"Worried about you?! I was about to go out of my fucking mind."
"That's sweet," she said with a shy smile, letting the upper part of her body roll back onto the bed but keeping her legs closed and turned primly to one side. "Primly" of course is a relative term-relative to the spread-eagle let-it-all-hand-out position in which Tony had first found her: all he could see now was her ass, a few wet tufts of cunt hair and her beautiful tits. She stretched her arms toward him and said, "Come and let me kiss you."
"Oh, Penny!"
Tony dived into her arms, thrust a knee between her thighs and stuck his tongue down her throat. It was a long, hot, slobbery kiss and Tony's hands went to her breasts again, like in the kitchen, but this time Penny put her own hands to work. She squeezed his cock through his pants and felt his big, hard balls underneath it. Oh, it felt nice and solid and hot and long and thick-not as long and thick as her Daddy's of course, but that was no surprise. And this time, instead of throwing a fit when Tony's hand slid down her belly and his fingers entered her bush, she spread her thighs wider and moaned happily when one of the fingers wiggled into her juicy slit. When the kiss ended she was breathless and hotter than she'd been all night. So was Tony.
"Oh, Tony! I'm sorry I. . . I'm sorry I was such a prick teaser and all."
"No, honey, it was my fault," Tony said, caressing Penny's tits with one hand and trying to unbuckle his belt with the other. "I shouldn't have been so-"
"Let me do that," Penny said. She sat up, pushed Tony over on his back and finished unbuckling his belt. Then she opened his fly and he raised his ass so she could pull his pants off. So many times she had dreamed of taking
Tony's pants off, and now she had actually done it!
Tony lay there on his back, watching her lovely tits jiggle and bounce as she tossed his pants across the room and then watching her eyes gazing at his cock, her hot hands sliding up his legs toward it, her little pink tongue wetting her full lips. . . .
"Oh, it's beautiful!" she whispered, pressing it gently between her palms and lowering her face toward it.
Tony couldn't believe this was happening. He forgot all about Dolly. It was as if he hadn't had any pussy in a week. "Oh, Penny . . . Penny . . . oh . . . oh, God. . . . "
She had skinned him down and now she was licking his bright, shiny red cockhead like a cat, running her tongue around and around it and then pursing her lips and sucking gently on the little mouth. It tasted good.
"It tastes good," she said.
"It's gonna taste even better if you don't be careful."
Penny giggled. "I wanta try that sometime,"-she put her lips over it again and slid them all the way down, as far as she could, until the head jammed into her throat, then made the journey back up, slowly, making a zigzag trail with her tongue-"but not now."
Tony moaned. One more pass like that and Penny would have had a mouthful. But what she wanted now was a pussyful. She straddled Tony's hips, bent forward so that her swollen tits dangled in his face, reached between her legs, grabbed Tony's throbbing cock and worked its rock-hard head into the tight, slippery opening of her red-hot hole like she'd seen so many women do in the movies.
"Oh . . . Penny . .
"Mmmmm. . . . "
She straightened up a little, bringing her ass down, gazing lovingly into Tony's eyes as her tingling cunt walls parted before the in-sliding head of his prick. Down, down slid her cunt, deeper and deeper went his prick, until it was all the way inside her and her soft copper-colored pussy beard mingled with his coarse black crotch curls.
For a minute Penny just sat there, not moving, her mouth open and her eyes half-closed, thinking how terrific it felt to have Tony's cock stuffed snugly into her like that. "Oh, that feels so good!" she sighed, throwing her head back and lifting his hands to her out-thrust tits.
Tony was afraid to even speak for fear of shooting off. He could only groan in ecstasy as he massaged those warm, round, perfect breasts that were pushing hard against his hands, the stiff little nipples boring into his palms like hot rivets. Then his hips started to move up and down all by themselves and Penny's did too, meeting him stroke for stroke and each time his cock seemed to jam itself deeper into her boiling hole. They fucked slow at first, gradually speeding up, getting faster and faster, jerkier and jerkier, until Penny's tits were leaping and bouncing and her hair was flying and Tony's dick was sloshing in her twat like a high-speed butter churn.
Dolly scratched her ass and shook her head. Wow, she thought. That guy's somethin' else.
Dolly had been leaning in the doorway for the last few minutes, watching Penny and Tony getting it on. She tried to count on her fingers the number of times Tony had got his rocks off with her but finally gave it up. Neither Penny or Tony noticed her standing there, of course. They wouldn't have noticed if the entire Security Council of the United Nations had been standing there.
"Ah, ah, ah!" Penny gasped.
"Uhn, uhn, uhn,! " Tony grunted.
Slosh, slosh, slosh!
Lucky for Tony, it didn't take much to get Penny back up where old Raymond had left her. Again she felt that clenched fist start to pump in her belly and her stomach muscles drew up and her cunt went squish, squish, squish! and not a moment too soon, either.
SQUIRT! went Tony's cock. SQUIRT, SQUIRT, SQUIRT!
"Ahg!" SQUISH!
"Uhn!" SQUIRT! "Ahg."
"Uhn!" SQUISH! SQUIRT!
They were right together, squirting and squishing and lurching and jerking in perfect rhythm. Every time Penny's cunt squished Tony's cock squirted. Her spasming cunt was like the teat socket of a milking machine milking an upside-down cow, except that Tony was getting a lot more pleasure out of it than any cow ever did, upside-down or not, and any milking machine that experienced what Penny was experiencing, even if it was capable of having an orgasm, would have short-circuited itself after the first spasm. It's so fine when you come with a guy on the first fuck like that. It doesn't happen very often, especially on a chick's first night of balling.
Finally their body tides subsided in a series of jerky ripples and Penny collapsed on top of Tony, her heaving tits mashed against his heaving chest, her hot cheek against his, clamping his spent prick tightly in her cum-filled cunt. She wanted it to stay in there forever.
Dolly gave them a round of applause and said, "You guys oughta be in the movies."
"Thanks," Tony said weakly, but neither he nor Penny looked up to see who it was that said that. Tony knew vaguely who it was and Penny didn't give a shit.
"G'night," Dolly said. "G'night," said Tony. "G'night," said Penny.
On her way out Dolly spotted the cash box Raymond had brought up from the concession stand. The one from the box office was setting there, too. One of them was unlocked-Raymond has been in too big a hurry to worry about locking cash boxes and shit like that-so Dolly opened it, took out a twenty, stuffed the bill into a pocket of her cut-offs and went on out to the road to hitch a ride home.
The moon was going down.
It had been a pretty good night.
CHAPTER EIGHT
From the window of his dark, dingy room in a crumbling hotel in West Palm Beach Raymond watched the moon wane to a hangnail and wax full again. But the tides of his morale remained at dead low. Meanwhile, back at the Passion Pit . . .
"How do you like this one, Daddy?" asked a voluptuous teenage girl in a super low-cut backless maxi.
"Better yet," replied a distinguished looking gentleman in a business suit, licking his lips.
This was part of a movie called Daddy's Little Girl and Alice and Mack were watching it from the slit window in the projection room. Mack was the new projectionist. Alice had hired him after Raymond disappeared and right now he was more interested in the slit window between Alice's thighs than in the one in the wall.
He was interested in her tits, too. Alice's tits were something else again. She was telling Mack about her daughter who had gone bad, but Mack wasn't paying much attention.
"Ruined what?" he said, sliding his hands up Alice's sides and pressing his palms against the outer swells of her big warm breasts. He was standing behind her.
"Her reputation," Alice said. "After all I did for her, the sacrifices I've made, and how does she thank me? By going off to live with a married man. I just don't understand where . . . Mmmmmm, that's nice." Mack had his cock out and was rubbing it in the crack of Alice's ass while he played with her tits. "I just don't understand where I went wrong, Jack."
"Mack."
"What?"
"My name's Mack."
"I know it."
"You called me Jack."
"I did not." Jack was another of Alice's lovers and she sometimes got him mixed up with Mack because they both had blond hair and their pricks were about the same size. "And I've tried to be a good wife, too, and now my husband has left me for no reason at all. I just don't know what I've done to deserve this kind of treatment. Unzip me, you're getting my skirt all wet."
"You don't think it's too sexy for a school dance?" asked the teenager in the movie, putting her hands on her hips and wiggling her shoulders to make her full young boobs jiggle and bump into each other. She had dark brown hair and dark skin like a Mexican and the neckline of her dress swooped all the way down below her cleavage. You could see the bumps of her little nipples poking out against the thin cloth.
"No, not at all," Daddy said. "As a matter-of-fact, I think it's a little too conservative, considering the fashions these days."
"Really?" said the girl. "Okay then, I'll show you the outfit I bought yesterday." And she ran out of the room again, boobs bouncing. Daddy loosened his tie and rubbed his cock. He was sitting on a sofa, enjoying the fashion show. His daughter had been running back and forth from her bedroom to the living room ever since the beginning of the movie, putting on different dresses, each one skimpier than the last, trying to get her father's opinion on what she should wear on her date tonight. This time she came out in a pair of bright lavender flare-legged hip-hugger slacks with pink and green flowers and a long-sleeved pink see-through top. "How about this?" she said.
"Wow," said Daddy. "Now you're getting there."
The pink top was so thin and sheer that you could see her tits perfectly through it, little tan nipples and all, just as if she didn't have any top on at all.
"I like it, too," she said, looking down at herself, "but they might kick me out. I mean, it's a high school dance, you know. Teachers get all shook when you wear shit like this."
"So do I," Daddy said, rubbing his cock again.
The girl giggled. "You dirty old man you," she said.
"Hey, Neil," Dolly said. "Will you buy me a top like that?"
"Buy your own top," her brother said, running his hand up between the legs of the girl he was with. They were in the microbus again, Neil and his date and Dolly, parked backwards with the back gate open like last month. "I'm not your sugar daddy. What's keepin' him tonight, anyway?"
Dolly looked over at the concession stand and said, "He's got customers in there still. He'll be here after while."
"Your boyfriend works here, Dolly?" asked Neil's girl. She had long black hair and looked even younger than Dolly, which she was. This was the first time she'd been out with Neil.
"Yeah, one of 'em," Dolly said.
"Some boy," Neil said. "That sonofabitch is old enough to be her father. He's married and has ten kids."
"Really?" said the black-haired girl.
"Don't listen to that shit," Dolly said. "He's only got one kid and he's not even living with his wife any more. And besides, he's a better lay than you, shit head."
"Fuck you," Neil replied, cupping his date's soft little pussy in his hand.
She was wearing a denim miniskirt, a ribbed top and a pari of pink bikini panties. She and Neil were leaning against a side wall of the bus, their backs to the concession stand. Dolly was leaning against the other wall. The black-haired girl lifted Neil's hand from her tits and looked back over her shoulder, trying to get a look at Dolly's sugar daddy but she couldn't see him because he was back there in the kitchen. She said, "My father used to work at a drive-in before he left my mom. I don't know which one, though." She put Neil's hand back on her tit and looked back at the screen. "I have one of those at home."
"What?" Dolly said.
"One of those tops," said the girl. "Except it's blue. Mom won't let me wear it without a bra, though. It pisses me off the way she treats me like a little girl all the time."
"How old are you, anyway?" Neil asked, letting go of her pussy and pulling her top up above her small-but-full dome-shaped titties with both hands.
"Thirteen," she said.
"But, Daddy," said the girl in the movie, "I don't have time now. My date will be here at any minute to pick me up." She wasn't much of an actress but she had a fine body on her.
"Fuck him," said Daddy, hauling out his cock.
"That's what I'm gonna do," said his daughter. "But he might not want to if he catches me doing it with you. Besides, what if Mother comes home? Can't you wait till I get home tonight?"
"No," said her father. His cock was standing straight up from his lap. He took it in his fist, spread his legs and skidded his ass forward on the sofa cushion. "Take off your pants and sit on this before I give you a spanking." He wasn't much of an actor, either, but he had a good hard-on and that's the important thing in a movie like this.
"Oh, Daddy," scolded the girl, opening her slacks and pulling them down. "You're impossible!"
"Yeah, she looked me right in the eye," Alice said, "and told me she was leaving home. 'Tony's left his wife,' she said to me, 'and we're going to live together while he's waiting for his divorce.' I just didn't know what to say. She said she's a big girl now and she'll live as she damn well pleases and from now on I could just mind my own business. How do you like that? My own daughter is none of my business all of a sudden. We haven't spoken a word to each other since. They're staying at some dumpy little garage apartment in Lantana. Just think of what this is doing to her reputation. Why, she'll never-ouch! Hey, not so hard, honey."
"Sorry," said Mack, releasing Alice's big, brown, hard-nosed nipples. "Goddamn, you got nice tits! I still can't believe 'em. A woman-" He was going to say "a woman your age" but decided that wouldn't be too smart. Instead he said, "So how come you didn't fire him?"
"Who, Tony? That's what he thought I'd do, too, but I never let personal matters interfere with business and that's what I told him. I never thought poor Penny would let herself be seduced by a man like that."
The real reason, however, that Alice didn't fire Tony was that she had it in the back of her head to get a little action off him herself sometime, though she hadn't been able to pull it off yet. Every night Penny came to get him when the concession stand closed, so Alice hadn't really had an opportunity to get anything started with him. .
The dark-skinned girl was astraddle her father's lap now, and the head of his cock was started into her plump little black-haired twat. She still had her see-through top on but that was all. The view was from Daddy's feet, looking up between his knees with the girl's ass centered on the screen. You could see her pussy lips spreading apart as her father's cock pushed slowly into her hole.
"Oh . . . Daddy!" That was the first thing she'd said that didn't sound like she was reading it off an idiot card. It sounded real. Who knows, maybe this actor really was her father.
When she had lowered her ass all the way to his thighs and he was all the way into her, the camera switched to a front view of the chick, looking over Daddy's shoulder, and you could see her brown, round tits bobbing up and down inside the pink see-through blouse as they started to fuck.
Then Daddy lifted the top and pulled it off over the girl's head. She shook her tits in his face, slapping them against his cheeks and grunting and moaning when he caught a nipple in his mouth.
"I did all I could for her," Alice said, lifting first one foot and then the other as Mack freed her black panties from her ankles. He had already removed her black bra, so now she was naked except for her black elastic garter belt, her sheer black hose and her black spike-heeled shoes. "I wanted her to have all the things I didn't have, and what thanks do I get? I mean, it was just like a slap in the face when she walked out of here."
Alice had been watching the movie while Mack undressed her, but now she looked down and smiled as he pushed his head, face-up, between her thighs and brought his mouth up to her red-bearded cunt. She spread her legs further apart, squatted slightly, still holding on to the sill of the slit window, and said, "Eat it lover! That's just what I need!"
Gazing up at the undersides of Alice's fantastic jugs, whose nipples were sticking out like thumbs now, Mack gripped the big hot cheeks of her broad white ass and shoved his tongue deep into her shaggy, fat-lipped cunt.
"Oooooohhhh, ssssshhhhir.'" she sighed, rolling her pelvis forward and back and watching her cunt cream spreading down over the projectionist's cheeks. "Oh, suck it, Harry! Suck it, suck it, suck it!"
Harry was another of Alice's studs. She had about a half dozen of them on the string at this time, so it's understandable that she should get them mixed up sometimes. Harry was the one she'd stayed with during that "business trip" she went on while Penny was getting rid of her cherry and her reputation. You see, when Alice said she wanted Penny to have all the things she hadn't had when she was a kid, what she really meant was that she didn't want Penny to have all the things she had had. Because by the time she was Penny's age she'd had plenty. She was a whore at fourteen and by the time she was nineteen she had despaired of ever finding a man who would marry her. Then along came little Raymond, who was still a virgin at thirty and who had despaired of ever getting a piece of ass even, let alone getting a wife.
As soon as Alice saw that Raymond was too dumb to realize she was a whore, she let him knock her up and they got married. Alice really went for that salami-sized cock between Raymond's scrawny legs and Raymond just about zapped out altogether over Alice's overgrown jugs-which will be fully described in just a minute.
So for a while they fucked their brains out and it looked like it might work out pretty good. Raymond had all the pussy he could handle and Alice got off the street while she was still young. But after Penny was born the marriage began to go sour. The trouble was that Alice had all that whore stuff on her conscience because she was brought up by very strict, goody-goody, puritanical parents, and she never told Raymond about her former life. She bottled up and her guilt caused her to get shitty with poor unsuspecting Raymond. Also, she'd been used to having a lot of different guys and it may have been a little hard making the transition from whore to housewife and mother.
Anyway, she started slipping around and Raymond found himself slowly but surely being cut off. It was no surprise to him because he had a very low opinion of himself, his cock notwithstanding, and he never could figure out why a beautiful girl like Alice would want to marry him in the first place. But he didn't suspect her of sleeping around on him because he was just as dumb then as when she married him. As a consequence of finding his wife's legs closed to him more often than not, he went back to his old hobby, window peeping. He felt just as guilty about this as Alice did about having been a whore and then being unfaithful to her husband. But she couldn't help it and neither could Raymond; he didn't know how to go out and get himself a piece so he had to content himself with jacking off under ladies' windows. So there you had these two guilty people trying to live together in the same house and not being able to say anything to each other without telling a lie, and that's a very bad scene no matter what the reasons are.
Then Raymond met somebody at a dirty movie who wanted to set him up as manager of a drive-in dirty movie theater and that's how they got into that. Right away Alice took over the whole operation and soon they had saved enough money to buy the Passion Pit. Alice had become a real iron-handed tyrant and Raymond had become more timid than ever. A few times, though, he got up enough courage to suggest that maybe the Passion Pit wasn't a very good environment to raise a little girl in-meaning Penny, who was sixteen when they took over the Pit-but Alice said don't be silly, it was all right for a girl to know the facts of life as long as she didn't practice them. In fact, she said, it would do Penny good; first, watching those movies would teach the child what to look out for when dirty-minded boys started to get fresh with her, and then later, when she landed a respectable husband by saving her cherry for the wedding night-"Like I did," Alice had added-she would be a better wife for knowing all the stuff that it took years for most wives to learn. She meant all the different fucking positions and cock-sucking and shit like that.
In other words, Alice had it in her head that the Passion Pit would constitute an extremely thorough course in sex education, a sort of bigger-than-life lantern slide backdrop for her lectures to Penny about the dangers of "ruining your reputation." Raymond couldn't see it, but he didn't argue because he really enjoyed watching all those fuck movies. Right from the first they were better than anything he'd ever seen through a window and over the years they got better and better. And then, too, there was the old peephole in the ceiling of the ladies' room-and we've seen already what that led to: a fine piece of fresh almost-virgin pussy, followed by gloom and despair. There was probably some insincerity in Alice's argument, too-about the movies being good for Penny and all that-because owning the Passion Pit gave her a good excuse to make all those overnight "business trips." Before, when Raymond had a regular nine-to-five job, she had to meet her lovers during the day and that was kind of a drag.
Now, to come back to Alice's tits.
They were big even when she was a young girl, and in this respect she was a lot like Dolly, except that Alice was a bigger girl all over than Dolly was. She was your classic long-legged, big-titted redhead, with strong thighs, sharply flaring hips, a fine ass sprinkled lightly with freckles, a real mop of a bush on a cunt hump that jutted out from the flat oval of her belly like the Rock of Gibraltar and green eyes. When she was young her tits were shaped like overblown footballs and were just about as firm but when she got older they began to sag pretty badly and showed signs of deflating. That started when she was in her early thirties, so that now, at thirty-nine, you would naturally expect her boobs to be "down to her waist" like Neil said Dolly's would be by the time she was twenty. Neil was overstating the case of course but this is a definite problem you have with big tits. The bigger the tits the bigger the problem and I don't mind telling you I worry a little about it myself from time to time. So far mine are staying up there, though, but Alice's didn't and it began to cost her quite a bit of cock. So what did she do about it?
She got herself a silicone job is what she did about it, and the result was a pair of jugs that no thirty-nine-year-old woman has any right to expect. They had their old shape back and were half again as big to boot. After that her friends started calling her Big Red and her old boyfriends came crawling back with their tongues out. It had been several years now since she had her tits pumped up and during that time she'd had more cock than she knew what to do with. Mack was the latest addition to her state-wide stud stable and he didn't mind being called Harry, he just kept scarfing her shaggy box, wallowing his face in it, fucking her with his tongue, jacking her big stiff clit with his nose and watching those huge, fat-nippled jugs leaping and plunging above him.
"I'm--! Gonna--! C-cum--! Ch-Charlie!" she cried.
Mack gurgled, shoved a finger up her asshole and went at it with increased vigor. Alice squatted lower and lower as her spasms began. She hung onto the window sill for dear life and the cunt cream flew from Mack's tongue like foam from an egg beater.
"Oh, Daddy, I'm-" said the dark-skinned teenager sitting on her father's lap in the movie. Her tits were bouncing, too, and her smooth brown ass was pounding up and down on Daddy's thighs and her head was thrown back and you could see the lower shank of his cream-smeared prick appearing and disappearing between her wet, pink, little pussy lips and his balls were jogging up and down and then Mother pulled into the driveway and got out of her ear.
Daddy said, "Ah-ah-ah--! " and if it was an act it was a damn good one. You could almost feel his cum spurting into his little girl's twat. Sometimes I think I should get into show business myself instead of writing these fuck books.
"Gah, gah, gah!" Alice grunted, squatting so low that she almost broke Mack's neck and damn near tearing the sill off the window with her fingernails. She loved it when they ate her cunt. It made her feel young again.
"Hey, look," Dolly said. "The chick's mama's gonna come in and catch 'em balling."
But Neil and his girl didn't hear her. They weren't even watching the movie any more. The girl's top was off now and her denim skirt was bunched up around her waist and she was lying on her back on the air mattress with her little legs spread wide open. Neil was on top of her, humping away.
Penny pulled her tongue out of Hernando's asshole and stood up in the shin-deep water. "Let's make a sandwich again," she said.
"Yeah!" said Tom.
"Yeah!" said Dick.
"Hoo hoo!" said Hernando, and all the other little boys were for it, too.
CHAPTER NINE
Finally the concession stand cleared out and Tony told Christy he was going out for a little walk. Christy was the new counter girl Alice had hired when Penny quit and every night about this time Tony told her he was going out for a little walk.
"Uh huh," Christy said. She was no idiot and even if she had been she would hardly have missed the peculiar pattern of Tony's "little walks." Because no matter what weird, winding, circuitous paths he took after leaving the concession stand he always ended up at that VW microbus with the big-titted little blonde in it. It was pretty obvious to her that when Tony said he was going to take a little walk he really meant he was going to take a little ride. She knew that he knew that she knew Penny and that was why he was being so sneaky about it: he didn't want it to get back to Penny. But Christy was cool and didn't say anything. She figured if he could take care of two chicks every night more power to him.
The trouble was he couldn't.
He did pretty good at first but after a few weeks he began to weaken. Dolly was just too much, she wore a man out and every time Tony said to himself, That was the last time, from now on I'm going to be faithful to Penny. But the next night, when he saw Dolly out there in the bus, or when she came in to buy a Coke with her boobs bobbing and her little nipples sticking out under her T-shirt, he would think, Well, maybe just once more. He was in love with Penny but he was hooked on Dolly and he didn't know how to break the habit.
The reason he thought he should break it is that he felt very guilty about it, partly for moral reasons and partly because he couldn't give Penny the kind of loving she wanted and needed so much. Sometimes, after being fucked out and sucked dry by his little fourteen-year-old nympho, he couldn't even raise a decent hard when he crawled into bed with Penny and he had to tell her he was just too tired. They'd only been together a month but already they were getting irritable with each other and it looked like their thing was going to fall apart before it even got going good.
"Guess who," said a longish-haired teenage boy in the movie. He had come up behind Mother as she was opening the front door of the house and cupped his hands over her tits.
"Eek!" cried Mother.
"Oh!" said the boy, letting go of her tits. "I thought you were Mary Ann!"
The acting was pretty good in this movie but the casting was piss-poor. In the first place there was no way this woman could have been the teenage girl's mother unless she had her when she was six years old. In other words, she was just too young for the part. In the second place, the boy would have had to have had something bad wrong with his eyes to have mistaken her for his girl friend. Her body was similar to her "daughter's"-big tits, a narrow waist, a nice full-cheeked butt-but she was taller and had blonde hair instead of brown. It was dark out there but not that dark.
"Well, I'm not," said Mother. "I'm Mary Ann's mother and I think you'd better be more careful about doing things like that right out in plain sight. I have neighbors, you know."
"Yes, ma'am," said the boy.
"Come around the corner here where it's dark," Mother said with a wink.
"Uh-yes, ma'am," said the boy and he followed her around the corner of the house.
Then Mother took off her dress, turned her back on him and said, "Now do that again and let me see if I can guess."
"You mean--? " said the boy.
"Yes," said Mother, and so he grabbed her tits again.
"Well, look who's here," Dolly said as Tony slithered into the bus through a side door.
"Sorry I'm late," Tony said, crawling over to where Dolly was sitting. "Hey, you look great tonight."
Dolly was wearing a red, green, pink and purple flowered maxi-dress with little puffy sleeves and a wide, plunging neckline that cut her just above the nipples. Tony crawled up between her feet, ducked his head under her skirt, spread her knees apart and was about to give her a delicate kiss on her downy little snatch when the other girl's foot flew up in a spasm and booted him in the ass, causing him to lose his balance and fall face-first into Dolly's crotch.
"Whoooo!" she cried. "I dig it when you attack me like that."
Tony wiped his face on Dolly's skirt, shoved the skirt up to her hips and sat up. The black-haired girl's foot flew up again and if he hadn't ducked she might have kicked his teeth in. "Jesus," he said, moving out of range. He couldn't see the other girl's face because it was on the other side of Neil's head, but her body didn't look familiar. She was slim and short with small breasts and a sleek little ass and she looked very young except for the practiced way she was pumping her hips and meeting Neil's pounding butt stroke for stroke. "Doesn't he ever go out with the same girl twice?" he whispered to Dolly as she opened his pants and pushed them down.
"Not very often," Dolly said. "Me and Mom are about the only chicks he's ever balled steady for more than a week. He likes variety, he says."
"He fucks your mother?"
"Sure. He's her only son."
"Oh." That must be some family, Tony thought. Then he looked back at the black-haired girl who was getting her goodies now and squealing like a stuck puppy. "How old is she anyway?"
"Thirteen," Dolly said, pulling Tony's pants off his feet and kissing him on the head of his erect cock. "Her mama thinks she's spending the night with a girlfriend."
Thirteen, Tony thought. Holy shit. Same age as Angel. Looks kinda like Angel, too. Oh well.
"George?" said Mother.
"No," said the boy. He was still holding onto her tits. "Sam."
"Nope."
"Let go a minute." The boy let go and she took off her bra. She had little brown button nipples. "Now do it."
The boy did it and then there was a shot of Mary Jane and Daddy again. Apparently Mary Jane had forgotten all about her date because now she was on her hands and knees over her father with his big slimy cock in her mouth and her ass in his face. He was lying on his back on the floor in front of the sofa, holding his daughter's plump brown buttocks apart and running his tongue in and out of her little asshole while she sucked him off. This scene was just to show you what was going on inside the house.
Inside the bus Mike had helped Dolly out of her dress and now he was kissing her and playing with her tits while she tickled his balls and rubbed his cock. His back was to the other couple.
"Here it comes, baby!" Neil grunted. "Give it to me!" gasped the girl, and Neil gave it to her.
Squirt! Squirt! Squirt! and when he got through, he put on his jeans and went back to the bathroom to take a piss.
The girl unrolled some toilet paper from the spool that Neil had bracketed onto the wall of the bus so he wouldn't have to keep running to the concession stand for paper napkins and wiped her pussy. Then she sat up and looked at the screen.
"Henry?"
"No."
"Steve?"
"No."
"Earl?"
"No."
"Wait a minute." Mother reached back, unzipped the boy's fly, pulled out his dick and felt it up and down with both hands. "Arnie!"
"No."
Then the girl looked over at Dolly and her sugar daddy. Dolly was on her knees and elbows, sucking the sugar daddy's prick while he fingered her twat and squeezed her tits. He was sitting up but the girl couldn't see him very well because of Dolly's ass which was blocking the view. The girl lay down on her side and moved over a little closer where she could watch the man's fingers moving around in Dolly's pussy. One of the fingers slid out of her pussy and pushed into her tight little asshole. That got the black-haired girl hot and she moved closer still.
When Dolly felt the girl's hot breath on the backs of her thighs and the swish of her long hair on her legs, she lifted one knee and put it down on the other side of the girl's head. The girl moved over further so that she was lying face-up between Dolly's thighs, looking right up into her shadowy crotch where the sugar daddy's hand was working out.
But Tony wasn't aware that the girl's head was there until he lay back to enjoy the blow-job and came in contact with her legs. He turned his head to the side and found himself face to face with her little black snatch. It looked fine. Feeling his head resting on her shin, the girl spread her legs wider to give him a better view.
Goddamn, Tony thought, licking his lips and working his hips a little faster. Beyond the little girl's fuzzy pussy he could see her breasts dimly in the flickering colored light from the movie screen. Lying on her back like that, they were no more than flattened swells, barely interrupting the graceful curve of her torso, but the swells started at her armpits and ended very close together at the center of her chest and it was plain to see that when she grew up she was going to have a nice set of tits.
He reached out and took one of her hard little nipples between his thumb and forefinger, which made the nipple shimmer in the colored light because his finger had Dolly juice all over it. When he did that the girl put her arms around Dolly's ass and lifted her mouth to Dolly's cunt.
"Owmmmmm," Dolly moaned through her mouthful of cock, and Tony thought he could see the flash of the thirteen-year-old's tongue as she started licking Dolly's slit.
Holy shit, he thought. She's eating her. He had never seen that except in the movies. It was a simple matter to close the circuit. All he had to do was twist his upper body toward the girl, lift her leg over his neck and bring his face up between her slim little thighs. Her crotch was now in the shadow of his head but he didn't need to see to find his way into that sweet little crack. His sense of touch, taste and smell were quite sufficient.
Neil came out of the men's room and started back toward the bus, watching the movie as he came. "Oscar."
"No."
"Ralph."
"No."
Mother had her panties off now so that all she had on was her garterbelt, her nylons and her high-heeled shoes, the same as Alice up in the projection room. But Alice was down on the floor while Mother was still standing up with her back to her daughter's boyfriend, rubbing his cockhead thoughtfully up and down the crack of her ass while he massaged her naked boobs. This scene sort of dragged on.
"Jerry?"
"No."
"Bamy?"
"No, but you're getting warm," said the boy.
"I sure as hell am," Mother said, bending over further and working the boy's cock into her cunt. "Shove it in!"
"Yes, ma'am!" said the boy and he shoved it in.
It was about this time that a car chugged into the driveway beside the house in back of the theater. A small, defeated-looking, rat-faced man got out and shuffled up to the front door.
Neil peered into the back of the bus and at first he couldn't tell who was doing what to who but after a minute he figured it out. Dolly was eating Tony and Tony was eating his chick and his chick was eating Dolly. Neil crawled inside and the slurping noises were so loud in there they almost drowned out the movie speaker.
"Ah, ah, ah!" cried Mother as the boy plowed her vigorously from the rear. "Paul!"
"No! Uhn!"
"Norman! Ah!"
"Uhn! No!"
"Ah! A-A-A-Arnold!"
"N-uhn! UHN! UHN!"
"O-o-o-o-o-o-o-oh!"
This looked like a real orgasm, too, because there was a shot straight up Mother's crotch and you could actually see her cunt cream dripping down over the boy's balls and it looked like some of his cum leaked out of her hole, too.
"Hey, lemme get in this," Neil said. "I mean, it is my bus, after all."
The trio had been so wrapped up in their game they hadn't even noticed that Neil had come back. Dolly kept sucking but Tony lifted his juicy face from Neil's girl's pussy and she pulled her head out from between Dolly's thighs. But instead of looking at Neil, Tony and the girl looked at each other. Their eyes got very wide.
"ANGEL!! "
"PAPA!! "
"Jesus Christ," Mother sighed happily. "No," said the boy.
CHAPTER TEN
After knocking on the door for a while and getting no answer, Raymond turned and shuffled toward the concession stand. His shoulders were hunched forward and his eyes were on the ground. He looked like somebody you could walk up to and beat over the head with a wet newspaper and get no response at all. He went into the concession stand and asked Christy if Alice was around.
"I think she's up in the projection room," Christy said, but when Raymond thanked her and started to go out the door again, she added, "But you can't go up there."
"It's all right," Raymond said, hanging his head in shame. "I'm her husband."
"Oh," said Christy, glancing up at the ceiling in the direction of the thump-thump-thumping noise that had been going on for some time now and which sounded like somebody up there pounding on the floor with a very large ham but Raymond didn't notice it.
"Hey, don't jack it," Penny said. "Move a little closer and I'll suck it for ya."
"Okay!" said the boy whose name Penny didn't remember. It was hard to keep track of that many naked boys. There must have been at least a dozen of them, more than last night even.
This was happening out by the lake in the forty-acre tract behind the Passion Pit and it had been happening there for the past two and a half weeks. Every night a few more kids would join in the gangbang, and that was fine with Penny because that way she never ran out of stiff peckers and could keep at it steady until time to go pick Tony up from work. It was Penny's idea, in fact, to let these others in on the fun because Tom, Dick and Hernando fucked out pretty quick and when it was just the three of them she had to waste a lot of precious time getting them ready again.
She was on her hands and knees on a big tarp that was spread out on the shore of the lake. A skinny kid was lying on his back between her legs with his ass propped up on a half-deflated beach ball, fucking her in the cunt and sucking on her nipples, and a fat kid was squatting behind her, fucking her in the ass. This was the third sandwich Penny had been in tonight. The first was with Hernando and Dick and the second was with Tom and some Puerto Rican kid, but this was the first time she'd thought of sucking off a third boy while taking on two others. It felt so good to have a prick in your ass and a prick in your cunt, why not have one in your mouth, too? She thought that would be even better, and it was.
The boy she'd offered the blow-job to stood in front of her in a half-squat, and Penny lifted her face and started licking his stiff, twitching little dick. It didn't even have any hair around it and his nuts were about the size of big marbles but that didn't bother Penny. She got a real kick out of making cum squirt out of such a little cock.
As soon as she wrapped her full wet lips around it the boy started humping furiously and the skinny kid underneath her was socking it to her even faster and the fat kid was giving it hell, too, puffing and panting like the Little Train That Could. But Penny wanted more, because she was really feeling hot and nasty tonight.
She took the prick out of her mouth and said in a breathless voice, "Hey . . . some o' you other guys . . . come closer and . . . jack off on me! . . . Shoot it all over me!"
They all whooped and converged eagerly around Penny. It looked like a pile-up over a tackled ball-carrier in a Little League football game at a nudist colony.
"Hey, hey!" barked Hernando, shoving them back. "She say some o' you guys, not all o' you! Get back, get back! Okay, you, you and you, get here. You, you and you, get over there. Rest o' you guys get back, back, back. Okay, tha's good. Don't worry, you get your turn."
Hernando, it should be explained, was now the president and treasurer of what they had decided to call the Passion Pit Pussy Club. He had been elected when the only members besides himself were Tom and Dick and there hadn't been an election since then. He made a clean sweep at the ballot box because he was not only the one who first balled Penny but also the one responsible for getting Tom and Dick laid a week and a half later.
That night, while the three of them were back in the trees watching the movie, Hernando had seen Penny drive up and park. While she was sitting in the car waiting for Tony, Hernando walked boldly up to her car and said, "Hey, lady, I promise my friends you give 'em some poossy. You got time?" And Penny had said-after debating over it for about three and a half seconds-"Well, since you promised and all."
As it happened, Hernando had hit Penny just at the right time. That was when she and Tony were starting to have their bedtime troubles, so she followed the little boy back to the trees and made short work of Tom and Dick and got back in plenty of time so that Tony never suspected anything. After that she started leaving the apartment earlier and that was the beginning of the Passion Pit Pussy Club. Tom and Dick were so grateful that Hernando could have got himself elected king if he'd thought of it.
The six kids, three on each side of Penny, spit in their hands and started to jack their little joints as they gazed hungrily at the beautiful, naked, moonlit lady on the tarp who was getting fucked in every hole she had and who actually wanted them to shoot their cum on her. I have two little boys myself and I can tell you that there's nothing a kid that age likes better than shooting off on a naked woman. I can dig it, too, if I'm in the right mood, but you have to wash off right away or it's a mess. If you let it dry you have to peel it off like a bunch of Bandaids.
So anyway, this was the habit Penny had fallen into and she felt just as guilty about it as Tony did about his habit. Every day she would say to herself, No, I'm not going to do it tonight, and then it would get dark and she would do it anyway. There was something about those little peckers.
Alice, as we've seen, was caught in this web of guilt, too, and so was Raymond. But Raymond didn't have any fun habit to compensate for his guilt like the others did, so he was the first to crack under the strain. He had given up villainy and come crawling back to confess his sins and throw himself at Alice's feet.
As it turned out, though, it wasn't quite so simple as all that. Because now, as he stood in the open doorway of the projection room, he saw that to throw himself at Alice's feet he would also have to throw himself at the feet of the man on top of her, since their feet were very close together at this time. Besides that, it didn't seem right to throw one's self at the feet of someone who was lying on the floor.
Seriously, though, it was quite a blow to poor Raymond. He had spent the whole day rehearsing his confession and pleas for mercy and forgiveness, but now he couldn't say a word. All he could do was stand there with his mouth open, watching the man's hairy ass jerk up and down between his wife's thighs as he squirted his last few jets of cum up her cunt.
"Uhn!"
"Oh!"
"Ah."
"Whew!"
"Mmmmmmm. That was . . . RAYMOND!! "
The fat boy came first, with a lot of high-pitched pig-like squealing as his belly slap-slap-slapped against Penny's moon-white buttocks and his thin, hot semen went spurting into her asshole and he shook all over like a big sack of jelly.
Then one of the jackers got off and Penny felt his cum splat against the side of her tit-splat!-then on her aim-splat!-then in her ear-SPLATT-and then one of the kids on the other side started shooting, too, and Penny's cunt started spasming and squishing and then-SPURT, SPURT!-the prick in her mouth went off like a squirt gun. SPURT, SPURT, SPURT!
Gulp, gulp! She swallowed it hungrily. Gulp, gulp, gulp! and then the skinny kid got his nuts off and so did the other four masturbators and there was enough of an overlap in all these orgasms that for a minute Penny had little boy cum shooting into her asshole, cunt and mouth and splattering and dripping all over her twitching body all at the same time. It was really something.
Back at the projection room it was something else again. Mack was stumbling around in an embarrassed panic, trying to get into his pants, and Alice was frantically pulling her dress on and trying to kick her bra and panties out of sight under the projector stand. A similar thing was happening on the screen, where Daddy and Mary Ann, having heard the front door open, were trying to get dressed before they got caught, but in this case the scene in the movie made more sense than the real-life scene taking place in the projection room, because what's the sense in trying to get your clothes on after you've already been caught. Nevertheless, Mack and Alice went through the whole ritual with Raymond standing right there watching them.
Then Alice straightened her wrinkled dress, faced Raymond and said, "Well, so you decided to come back," as though he had just got there. "Don't you think you owe me an explanation?"
"Yes, Alice," Raymond said in a strangely calm voice, closing the door behind him, "I do. But aren't you going to introduce me to your friend?"
"Oh, uh-" said Alice, "-yes, this is, uh, Mack, my new, uh, projectionist. Mack, uh, this is my husband Raymond."
"Uh-hello," said Mack.
"How do you do," Raymond said.
"Oh, wow!" Penny sighed, rolling over on her back among the spent kiddies. "That was really . . . Hey, what time is it?"
"Quarter to eleven," said one of the boys.
"Holy shit!" Penny cried, jumping up and running into the water. "I'm gonna be late!"
The kids splashed into the lake behind her and helped her wash off as they always did at the end of a meeting. Hernando appointed a different group every night to perform this duty but it wasn't a very organized operation. Hernando found it easy enough to make rules but enforcing them was another matter. When Penny had all the cum washed off her body and most of it out of her hair, she signaled to Hernando and he barked, "Towel crew! Towel crew!" There was a mad rush toward the stack of towels on the beach, because the towel crew, instead of standing by with their towels ready like they were supposed to do, had joined the washing committee, and now the washing committee tried to beat the towel crew to the towels.
But in spite of this chaos Penny got dried off and into her clothes and in a few minutes she was in Tony's car, bumping along the dirt road that led out of the junk yard.
Well, that was it, she thought as she pulled out onto the pavement. That was the last time. Fm going to be a good girl from now on, and I mean it this time. Its just not fair to Tony for me to be doing this every night, even if he is grouchy after work. After all, with the strain of the divorce and working for my mother and all, who wouldn't be grouchy ?
Full of resolve and self-reproach, Penny turned into the Passion Pit.
"Before we go in," Mother whispered, "just what is your name, anyway?"
"Bernard," said the boy.
"I never would have guessed that," said Mother.
"No, ma'am," the boy said.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Tony was looking straight up into Angel's sweet-smelling crotch from a distance of about two and a half inches and he had one of her smooth, firm, button-tipped little tits in each hand. The flickering movie light sparkled on the delicate lips of her wet pussy and quivering shadows danced among the sparse black curls of her soft, thin little bush.
Her slim body was moving rhythmically over him as her rosebud lips slid up and down the thick, throbbing column of Neil's cock, and Tony was moving, too, pumping his hips slowly as he fucked Dolly in the mouth. But his head and Angel's crotch were relatively still, and for a long time he just lay there gazing up into it, almost hypnotized.
Finally, he put out his tongue and started licking her slit again, like he'd been doing before Neil came back from the men's room. But it was better this time because now he knew who she was.
Jesus Christ! he thought as he lapped. My own daughter! My little girl! I'm actually eating my own daughter's pussy while she sucks another guy's cock! He just couldn't get over it.
A half hour ago Tony would never have believed this could happen. At least not so suddenly. And yet the shock of recognition had passed in a matter of minutes. They had merely exchanged a few nervous phrases, which had nothing to do with what was going through their minds, like, "I didn't know this was the drive-in you worked at," and "How's Mama?" and "Oh, she's okay, I guess," and "How've you been?" and "Fine, and you?" and shit like that. It was weird but what else could they say? Under the circumstances Tony could hardly do the enraged father bit and Angel was in no position to act shocked at her Papa's behavior, either. So after a minute-thanks somewhat to Neil and Dolly's urging, but it would have happened anyway-they took up where they had left off.
In fact, their whole conversation took place during the short time it took Neil to take off his pants and get himself into position between his sister and Angel. He was lying on his back now with his face between Dolly's thighs-she was on her hands and knees, sucking Tony's prick-with his body twisted a little to one side so that Angel could get her mouth on his rod. So you had a nice cozy little circle in which a father was eating his daughter and a brother was eating his sister while the daughter ate the brother and the sister ate the father.
Until now Tony had considered Angel to be as pure as the driven snow, as they say, and he had suppressed his sexual desire for her so well that he really and truly didn't think it existed. Now both of those fantasies had been blown wide open and he was so overcome that he forgot about everything except the hot, ripe, delicious body of his little girl.
When he had her pussy foaming and gurgling he slid his tongue down from her hard, beebee-sized clit, through her snug, trembling slit and out the bottom corner of it to her tight, tiny little asshole. He felt her body tense up as he pushed his tongue into the hole. God, even her asshole tasted like honey! She made a noise around Neil's prick and her tits seemed to swell and harden in Tony's hands, the little buds of her nipples burning into his palms, and he felt her hot juice running down his chin.
Meanwhile, Dolly was still working on his cock and balls with her soft, hot, hungry little mouth, occasionally running her tongue up his asshole, and Neil kept lapping her cunt and nuzzling her ass crack with his nose while Angel sucked him off, and the slurping and groaning and squealing got pretty loud in there so that none of them heard the car pull up and stop in the vacant parking place beside the bus.
Even without the noise, though, Tony probably wouldn't have noticed the car. Because among the other things he had forgotten were Penny and the time. He was usually very careful to get back to the concession stand before ten thirty.
That was when Penny usually arrived, but tonight, she was a half hour late. That's why she didn't bother to look for a parking place near the back like she ordinarily did but just pulled into the first slot she found open. She had to go around the back of the bus to get to the concession stand and as she passed by she glanced inside. All she saw was the shadowy tangle of naked bodies and a big stiff prick sticking up near the rear gate, but she knew that Dolly and her brother were in there because there was hardly a night that the microbus wasn't parked somewhere in the Passion Pit.
Looks like fun. Penny thought. That little girl really.. .
She stopped and looked at the screen.
Mary Jane and Daddy had managed to get themselves presentable before Mother and Bernard entered the room, and now Mary Jane and Bernard were at the high school dance. A stem-looking male teacher was escorting Mary
Jane to the door of the auditorium and you could see her big, round, brown-nippled tits jogging up and down inside her pink see-through top. Bernard was following along behind, trying to look embarrassed. The teacher was telling Mary Jane that she was just asking for trouble going around dressed like that and that if she knew what was good for her she would go straight home this minute and put on something decent. He said he didn't understand why her parents would let her out of the house looking like that and he just didn't know what had happened to young people's sense of decency. The next scene showed him fucking Mary Jane under a tree outside the auditorium.
But Penny didn't see any of that. She looked at it but she didn't see it. She was thinking about that prick in the microbus. It looked familiar . . . After a moment she turned and went back.
The prick was still sticking up when she got there, because at the time Dolly was sucking the balls that went with it. The man's face was out of sight between some young girl's legs but now Penny was certain. She would know that cock anywhere.
"T--! " She tried to cry Tony! but nothing came out. She turned and ran to the concession stand with tears streaming down her cheeks, and nobody in the bus even knew she had been there.
Mama was right! she thought. I gave him what he wanted and ruined my reputation and now he doesn't respect me, he doesn't love me, I'm just another slut to him! Oh, how could I have been so stupid? No wonder he's always too tired to fuck me! Oh, if I'd only listened to Mama! If only I'd--Christy!" she sobbed, bursting into the concession stand. "Where's my mother?"
"My gosh, Penny," Christy said, fearing the worst. "What's the matter?"
"Nothing!" Penny shouted. "Where's my mother?! "
"Uh-well, she's-uh-I think she's in the projection room, but I don't think you oughta . . . Hey, Penny, wait! I don't think you oughta--! "
But Penny was already running up the stairs to the projection room.
Christy shrugged and said, "Oh, well."
"Mama, I--! " Penny cried as she burst through the door. Oh, my God!
Her mother was there all right, and-as Penny realized after blinking her eyes a few times-so was her father. That bony little ass with the hairy, sunken cheeks, pumping vigorously back and forth between Alice's long curvy legs, was unmistakable. Penny hadn't been ready for this. A girl could take just so much in one night. She stumbled back against the wall and watched.
Raymond had Big Red spread out on a table with her ass at the edge and he was standing between her thighs, his back to the door, mauling her huge tits with his claw-like hands and socking it to her for all he was worth. Every time he drove home with that ball bat cock of his the whole building seemed to shake. It was like WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! and Alice was going "Gah!" at each wham and Raymond was clearly on top of the situation.
It would have been enough of a shock to Penny just to know that her father had returned, because what if he told Mama she had let him fuck her? And even if he didn't it would be impossible for her to live with them again like before. It would just be too embarrassing after what had happened the night Daddy ran away. It meant that Penny didn't have anyone now. She couldn't live with that cheater Tony any more and she couldn't come running home to Mama, either. And now, on top of all that, to see this happening in the projection room--!
Well, it shook Penny up so bad she didn't even notice that Mack was standing right beside her until he said, "Your old man really knows how to get it on, don't he?"
"Wha--? ! Oh my God, you scared the shit out of me."
"Sorry," Mack said with a grin, and in a lower voice: "I bet it scared more than that out of ya when ya saw that thing o' his comin' at ya, didn't it?"
"What are you v. . what are you talking about?" Penny whispered.
"You know, when he bailed ya last month."
"How do you know about that?"
It gave Tony a strange suspended feeling when Angel started cumming, as though he were floating in a huge tank of fragrant oil that was being compressed with a rhythmic pumping motion. Angel's pussy was working like a tiny hand squeezing a tube of toothpaste, only Tony had never brushed his teeth with anything like that. His cock went off without warning, SQUIRT, SQUIRT, SQUIRTing about a pint of cum into Dolly's mouth, but it seemed to Tony like it was squirting into Angel's mouth. That was what he fantasized as her little pussy pumped and sputtered around his tongue and her slim, hot thighs pressed hard against his ears.
He thought he could actually hear her swallowing his sperm, as though it were being telegraphed to him through the ripe, young cables of her flesh. But what he really "heard" of course was her swallowing Neil's sperm, because he got his gun about the same time Tony did. Dolly had already cum once, so that for a while they were all four cumming at once and the little bus was really rocking and rolling.
"And she started to chew him out," Mack was explaining to Penny in a whisper, "and he told her to shut up until he was finished."
"Daddy told Mama to shut up?" Penny asked incredulously.
Mack was leaning over in order to bring his mouth close to Penny's ear and so that he could look down the front of her dress, which was cut very low. It was a damn nice view because Penny never wore a bra any more. He said, "What?"
"I said-I mean, I can't believe Daddy would tell Mama to shut up."
"Oh, well, he did," Mack said. "I guess it gave him balls, catchin' me and your mama like mat."
"You fucked my mother?"
"Uh . . . well, er, yeah, I sort of, uh . . . Well, hell yes, I fucked her, but I'm not the only one. I mean, shit, your old lady's got more studs on her list than they got in Kentucky."
"Kentucky?"
"You know, where they breed race horses and all."
"Oh."
"She admitted it herself a few minutes ago."
"She did not."
"She did, too. See, after he told her to shut up, your old man told her what you and him did that night. He said that was why he ran away, because he was so ashamed of himself for screwin' his own daughter and all. When Big Red heard that she started to throw another fit but your old man told her shut up again and she did. I never saw nobody handle Big Red like that, no shit. So then . . . " Mack was finding it hard to tell what had happened and look down Penny's dress at the same time. "So then . . . "
"If you'd stop staring at my tits," Penny said, "you might not get so confused."
"Sorry," Mack said. "Heh, heh. Well, anyway, then your old man told her a bunch of other stuff, about how he used to be a peeping torn and how he had a peephole in the ceiling of the ladies' shithouse and all kinds o' shit like that. And then he said now it was her turn, and he sort of shot a glance over at me, see? I'm standing there feelin' about that tall. I mean, I'd of split but I can't leave with the projector runnin', see, and I'm hopin' I don't lose my job over this. So then Big Red breaks down blubberin' like a baby and tells him she was nothin' but a good for nothin' whore."
"My mother said that?"
"Yeah, she said she was a whore when he met her and she was still one, except she didn't take money for it any more. And she told him about all her boyfriends and all that and she'd of told him a lot more but he said, 'Okay, Alice, that's enough for now." He said, 'Well talk about all that later, but right now,' he said, 'we've got another little piece of business to take care of,' and he hauled out his cock.
"He what?"
"Yeah, he hauled out his cock. Christ on a bike, I never seen anything like that in my' fuckin' life! Have you?"
"No."
"That thing's unreal. So then he pulls up her skirt and pushes her back on that table and drops his pants and rams it in. Hot damn, you shoulda heard her yell! She says, 'Oh, Raymond, I've been so stupid,' and all like that, tellin' him how there wasn't another cock like that in all the world and hollerin', 'Yeah! Yeah! Do it to me, honey, do it to me, just like the old days,' and all like that.
"He slow-humped her at first, tellin' her he was back to stay but he was takin' over the managin' end o' the business since they had themselves a fine young projectionist now-meanin' me-and he said he'd probably be gettin' him some outside tail now and again and he didn't think there was any point in her cuttin' off all her boyfriends but from now on, he said, they'd be takin' them business trips together. He said whatever she could work in on the side was okay with him but whenever he wanted a piece of it he expected her to have it hot and ready. She got her goodies right then and there but your old man just kept on fuckin' her, like he's doin' now, only slower, and then she said she had some friends in one o' the wife-swappin' clubs in West Palm and they could join if he wanted to, and that's when he started sockin' it to her like that. Look at him chewin' them big boobs, willya? Your mama's a fine lay, I'll tell ya that, kid. Say, uh . . . "
"Gruh!" grunted Raymond and Penny saw his ass muscles tighten up. "Gruh! Gruh! Gruh!"
"Ga!" cried Alice. Her feet came off the floor, her long, nylon-sheathed legs shot straight up in the air and her black high-heeled shoes went flying across the room. "Ga! Ga! Ga!"
Penny was so excited about what she had heard and what she was seeing that it seemed perfectly all right for Mack to be running his finger up the crack of her ass like he was.
"Say, uh . . . " He ran his other hand up the front of her body, over her belly and one of her tits, and untied the little bow at her right shoulder. That was her shoulder strap and when it let go the top of her dress fell down off her right nipple. "Why don't you and me, uh . . . "
Meanwhile, back in the microbus, Tony was saying, "Sure, but I'm older. I mean, thirteen is-"
"It's old enough," Angel said.
Tony mopped his mouth with a piece of toilet paper and patted his daughter on her fuzzy little twat. "Can't argue with that," he said. "But I mean, I didn't know you were into this sort of thing."
"Well, it's not something a girl usually discusses with her father," Angel said, stroking his limp cock fondly as though it were a kitten.
"I guess not," Tony said.
Angel nodded toward Dolly, who was trying to get her brother's prick hard again so he could fuck her in the ass, and said, "Is that the chick you're shacked up with?"
"No," Tony said. "She's just a friend. Penny is the . . . Holy shit!"
"What's the matter?"
"What time is it?"
Angel looked at her watch. "Almost twelve. Why?"
"My God! Where's my pants?! " Tony got into his pants, kissed Angel on the nipple and leaped out of the bus. "I gotta go," he said. "Hey, why don't you give me a call here at the Pit tomorrow night? We'll, uh, work something out, maybe."
"Far out," Angel said, and Tony went darting off among the cars, in his haste not even noticing his own car parked there beside the bus.
It wasn't until Mack had both of Penny's tits out and his hand in the crotch of her panties that she turned to him and said, "No, not now, Mack. I'm sorry, but I gotta go."
"Yeah, but. . . "
"Maybe another time, huh?" She tucked her tits back into her dress, tied her shoulder straps and pulled Mack's hand out of her pants. "Thanks a lot for telling me what happened. I really appreciate it." She gave him a peck on the lips and ran over to the table where Alice was sprawled out, limp as a rag, and Raymond was hunching over her, his softening cock still in her shaggy cunt, gasping for breath.
Penny hugged her father around the neck and gave him a big kiss, startling him. "I love you, Daddy!" Then she bent over the table and kissed her mother. "And I love you, too, Mama! See ya later!" And she was gone.
"Was that Penny?" Alice asked.
"I think so," said Raymond.
"Christy!" Tony hissed, ducking under the counter. "Has--? "
"Well! So you finally decided to come back, huh?"
'I Sorry I'm late. Has Pen ny--? " At that moment Penny walked in the door. "Oh-uh-hi, honey. We're just closing up, be right with you. Christy, get the lights, willya? I'll-"
"Closing a little late tonight, aren't you?" Penny said with a mischievous grin. She had' dried the tears from her cheeks and her face looked absolutely radiant.
"Yeah, well," Tony stammered as Penny ducked under the counter and came up in front of him, "we were pretty busy tonight and, uh-"
"I know you were," Penny said. "I saw part of it."
"Uh. . . P-part of what? You mean the movie?"
"No, I mean what you were doing in that little bus over there."
Christy turned off the bright lights, hung out the "closed" sign and got way in the back, by the kitchen, in case they started throwing things.
Jesus Christ, Tony thought with a sinking feeling in his heart. But why was Penny smiling like that? He said, "What little bus?"
"Oh, come on, don't try to deny it, Tony. I stood right there and watched you eating that little girl while Dolly or whatever her name is sucked your cock."
Tony swallowed and looked at the floor. "Oh," he said.
"You've been doing that every night, haven't you?"
Tony sort of half shrugged and shifted his feet. "Not every night," he said to the floor. "But most every night."
"I guess."
"Okay, now I'll tell you what I've been doing every night."
Tony looked up at her.
"Most every night," Penny added.
"What?"
"I've been fucking little boys in the woods." Christy got ready to dive into the kitchen. Tony blinked his eyes.
"You know those kids that used to hide back there in the trees and watch the movies? Well, I've been letting them and a bunch of their friends gangbang me over at the lake where you balled Dolly that night. They made a regular club out of it. They call it the Passion Pit Pussy Club and I'm the pussy. I've felt terribly guilty about it, but I kept on doing it anyway."
Tony wasn't ready for this. His brain was spinning. He thought she must be making it up to get back at him, but then he remembered how her hair was always wet when she came to pick him up. He said, "So you were lying about washing your hair every night?"
"Yeah," Penny said. "I always take a dip in the lake before I come over here."
Tony felt like a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders. It was very strange.
"But, Tony?"
"Huh?"
"I still love you. Do you love me?" They looked into each other's eyes for a long moment.
"Penny . . . "
"Oh, Tony . . . "
And then they threw their arms around each other and kissed.
"Well, I'll be goddamned," Christ said softly to herself.
Meanwhile, a confrontation scene was taking place on the screen. The dance was over and Bernard had brought Mary Ann back home and then he had sneaked around back where Mother had let him in the bedroom window. Then, by some far-fetched contrivance, Daddy and Mary Jane had discovered Bernard fucking Mother and Bernard and Mother had discovered Daddy fucking Mary Jane, all at the same time, and they were having a big row over it.
Then they all kissed and made up. Daddy kissed Mother's tits and Mother kissed Mary Ann's tits and Mary Ann kissed Bernard's prick and then Mother kissed Mary Ann's cunt and Mary Ann kissed Mother's cunt and Daddy kissed Mary Ann's asshole while Bernard kissed Mother's and a nice juicy orgy was getting underway when the film broke and the screen went blank.
Everybody started honking their horns.
Mack and Raymond and Big Red were sitting around the table having a drink. Big Red was still naked except for her garter belt and nylons. Mack looked up and said, "Looks like the film broke."
"You'd better fix it," Alice said.
"Fuck it," said Raymond.
Alice laughed and kissed him on the sharp tip of his hatchet-like nose.
Penny and Tony didn't even hear the horns. All the lights were off in the concession stand now and they were talking in low tones with their faces very close together.
"Who was that other girl?" Penny asked.
Tony said, "What other girl?"
"The one you were eating."
"Oh, her. You'd never guess."
"Tell me then."
"It was Angel."
"Your daughter?"
"Uh huh."
"Wow."
"Yeah."
"Well, I guess we're even now."
"How do you mean?"
"I got fucked by my father and you fucked your daughter."
"No I didn't."
"Well, practically."
"What's this?" He felt something gummy in her hair.
Penny took her hand off his cock and felt of the gummy place. "Cum," she said. "Oh."
CHAPTER TWELVE
The angry movie audience finally went home, still honking their horns, the full moon set in the west, the sun rose in the east and one Friday night several months later Raymond and Alice threw a party at their house behind the Passion Pit after the movie.
Christy-who was twenty by the way, and built real nice-was on the floor, playing with Tom, Dick and Hernando. She was tickling them and they were giggling and squealing as they tried to pull her panties off. That was all she had on and the boys didn't have anything on at all.
Neither did Tony. He lifted Alice's see-through negligee off over her head, jabbed his cock playfully into the crack of her big ass and grabbed her huge jugs from behind. Jesus Christ, those tits were as big as her head.
Alice said, "Eek!" and grabbing Tony's cock to hold it in her crack she dropped to her knees between Dolly's open legs, lowered her face to the teenager's crotch and covered her fluffy little blonde pussy with her mouth.
"Glbgle!" Dolly said, because her tongue was in Angel's twat. As she felt Alice's long tongue wiggling into her hole, Dolly started lapping faster and Angel's hot juice trickled down over her cheeks.
Alice squeezed Dolly's full, firm, oversized young tits as she sucked and in a minute the little blonde's cunt honey was welling up around her tongue. Tony was behind Alice, down on the floor, slapping her heavy boobs back and forth like punching bags. He shoved his cock into her big shaggy cunt to get it slippery, then pulled it out and pushed it into her asshole, a little at a time.
"Ahng! Ahng! Ahng!" Alice cried, her voice muffled by Dolly's pussy, as Tony's cock drove deeper and deeper into her ass.
Dolly, who was lying on her back, was naked but Angel, who was on her knees astraddle Dolly's face, still had her dress on. It was a very skimpy backless dress but the skirt hung down over Dolly's head so you couldn't see what was happening in her crotch. All you could see was the shape of Dolly's head moving up and down under the skirt, so Raymond went over there, lifted the front of the skirt and peeked under it.
Dolly smiled up at him with her eyes and he could see her tongue whipping in and out of Angel's cute little slit. The thin black fuzz around it was all frothy with spit and pussy juice.
"Hello, down there," Raymond said.
"Glgluga," Dolly replied.
Angel untied the knot at the back of her neck and lifted her arms over her head. "Take it off me!" she panted and Raymond pulled the dress off of her. She didn't have anything on underneath it.
"There we are," Raymond said. Angel grinned breathlessly up at him and unzipped his fly.
All this was happening on the floor. Penny was at the party, too, of course, and she was on the bed with Mack and Neil. I think that's everybody. There was Raymond, Mack, Neil, Tony, Dick and Hernando, and the girls were Alice, Penny, Dolly, Angel and Christy. This party was to celebrate Tony's divorce which was finalized that day, and he and Penny were going to get married tomorrow. One good thing about the divorce was that, even though his wife won custody of their daughter, Angel was to spend two weeks with her father every other month. As hot and insatiable and inexhaustible as Angel had turned out to be, Tony figured two weeks every other month would be plenty.
He and Penny weren't living in the little garage apartment any more, they had moved in with Alice and Raymond. They lived downstairs and Alice and Raymond lived upstairs, but there were no hard and fast rules about that. You never knew who you would find in which bed at any given time. More often than not they all ended up in the same bed. It got confusing sometimes, though, like when one of them came home late, for instance, because they had a lot of overnight guests, too, such as Alice's boyfriends and some of the wives who had got turned on to Raymond's cock at the swingers' club. So sometimes when you came into that house you would find three or four nudes in your bed and you wouldn't even know who in the hell they were. Not that it mattered. If you were in the mood, you just stripped down and took your prick.
"Ooooooo, you naughty little boy you!" Christy cried as Hernando finally got her panties off and dived tongue-first into her hairy crotch. She giggled and then gasped and then spread her thighs as far as they would go and lay down on her back with her mouth open.
Penny had taught Hernando to eat pussy real good.
Mounting her face, Dick stuck his dick in her mouth and she started sucking it hungrily while Tom played with her big heaving tits and bit the nipples until they puffed up like balloons and the knobs got hard as rocks.
In the last few months the Passion Pit Pussy Club had sort of fallen apart. Not that Tom, Dick and Hernando and occasionally some of the other members didn't get to ball Penny now and then, but her sex life was considerably broadened now and she usually didn't show up at the meetings any more. A pussy club without a pussy is not much good to anybody. But this was the first time Penny had thought to invite them to the house, and now a whole new thing was opening up for them, so to speak. This Christy really seemed to dig kids, and Hernando, even as he fluttered his tongue over her quivering clit, was already thinking up a way to get the Club back together again. It wasn't much fun being the president of an organization that had only two other members.
Meanwhile, on the bed-it was Alice and Raymond's bed, by the way, the one Raymond and Tony first fucked Penny on-Penny was on her hands and knees over Mack, shaking her naked tits in his face, swinging them back and forth so that they slapped and thudded against his cheeks, like whap, whap, whap! while he slammed his big prick into her cunt with mighty pelvic uppercuts.
Neil was on his knees behind her, gripping her flaring hips, bracing them against Mack's strokes while he fucked her in the ass. Through the thin wall of flesh between her cunt and her tight, hot, squirmy asshole he could feel Mack's cock moving in and out. He watched Penny's asscheeks jiggle and reverberate each time his belly struck them, and then he looked down at his little sister but he couldn't see much of her.
Dolly's knees were bent and her thighs were wide open but Alice's head covered up her cunt and her long red hair was swishing around over most of the girl's belly as she slurped and sucked in time with the thrusting jabs of Tony's cock in her asshole. Dolly's tits were mostly covered, too, by Alice's hands and her face was out of sight under Angel's ass.
Angel was having a great time with Raymond's five-pound cock. He was standing in front of her with his pants down around his ankles and that monstrous thing of his was sticking out in her face like a big chunk of raw meat, throbbing with life. She kept saying, "Jesus Christ! I didn't know they made 'em this big!" and shit like that while she skinned it down and licked the huge, slimy, mushroom-like head and kissed the oozing little mouth and the great hairy balls underneath.
Raymond chuckled proudly and fiddled with her little nipples. He felt like a new man, at least twenty years younger. He wondered how many other old farts like himself knew the pleasure of having a beautiful thirteen-year-old girl drool over their cocks. It was a new and wonderful world for little Raymond, that was for sure.
Then Angel opened her mouth wide, slipped her lips over the swollen, lemon-sized head and started sucking him off for real. Penny had been watching this from the bed and she hadn't thought Angel would be able to open her little mouth wide enough to do it without hurting Raymond with her teeth, but she'd underestimated the child.
It got Penny so hot, watching her Daddy's enormous cock sliding in and out of Tony's little girl's mouth, that she reached over and grabbed one of Angel's titties and started to cum.
"I'm c-c-c-c-cumming!" she cried and both Neil and Mack felt her insides tighten up.
Penny's asshole spasms brought Neil off and his cum went surging into her clutching rectum. Almost at the same time Dick's dick went off in Christy's mouth and she gulped it down like a fiend, feeling her cunt cream gushing into Hernando's sucking mouth. Then Hernando stopped eating, plugged his stiff little pecker into her, quick as a wink, and got his gun in a half dozen lightning fast jabs. Spurt, spurt, spurt! went Dick's prick and Hernando's, and as soon as Dick was finished Christy grabbed Tom and started sucking him off, too. She just couldn't get enough of that stuff.
Tony and Raymond were facing each other at either end of the row of girls on the floor. In case you're confused, the chain went like this: Tony was fucking Alice in the ass and Alice was eating Dolly's box and Dolly was eating Angel's and Angel was giving Raymond a blow-job. So Tony and Raymond were facing each other, with the three girls between them, and when Tony saw Raymond's face screw up as though in pain he knew the old boy was about to shoot his load down his, Tony's, little girl's throat.
That really turned Tony on. He let go of Alice's huge punching bag boobs, and stuck his hand into her cunt. While he felt her cumming he let go and pumped her rectum full of thick, boiling semen, and he was still shooting when Raymond grabbed Angel's little head in his big bony hands and cried, "Gruh!"
It's a wonder he didn't blow the child's head right off her shoulders. The spurting stuff filed her cheeks so fast it went spluttering out of the corners of her mouth before she could even start swallowing. But she held on and gulped it down as fast as she could and kept pumping and in the middle of it her pussy felt like it exploded.
Dolly thought sc, restroom. Angel's sweet, foaming juice came bubbling into her mouth and the little girl's twat lips clutched at her tongue like a very strong clam without a shell. Dolly was cumming, too-for the third or fourth time-and Alice was lapping it up like a dog, making all kinds of nasty noises.
Then Mack got off. He buried his face between Penny's swollen, downhanging tits, pressed them tightly against his cheeks and let her have it. "Uhn! Uhn! Uhn!"
"Ah!" Penny shrieked. "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!" and she started cumming all over again.
Then Tom gave Christy another mouthful and that was it for a while. They all collapsed in a heap, laughing and panting and getting each other's juice all over themselves, and right away Hernando started telling Christy about his plan for rejuvenating the Club.
When he was finished, Christy said, "Okay. But why do we have to get all dirty out there in the woods? We can have the meetings right here in the house-if Raymond doesn't mind, that is."
"Any time, any time," Raymond said.
"Wow!" said Tom.
"Holy cow!" said Dick.
And Hernando said, "Hoo hoooo!"
After they had rested and had some beer Tony and Angel and Raymond and Penny got on the bed. Tony fucked Angel and Raymond fucked Penny and the others cheered them on. Then Raymond tried to fuck Angel, but he couldn't get it in. That would have to wait till Angel grew up a little more.
They rested some more and drank some more and then Mack fucked Angel while Raymond fucked Dolly. Dolly squealed like hell and Raymond thought maybe they'd better give it up but Dolly was determined to get that thing in her and she did, finally. Tony fucked Penny while Penny ate her mother's cunt. Neil got all excited over Alice's big, bouncy silicone boobs, so she sucked him off while Penny ate her. Christy tongue-fucked the three boys' little assholes and then they jacked off on her. Tom shot his cum in her face, Dick shot his on her tits and Hernando gave it to her in the crotch.
"Holy shit!" Tony gasped, collapsing on top of Penny.
"Yeah," Penny sighed happily, kissing him and getting her mother's cunt cream all over his lips.
"I'll tell ya one thing, Raymond," Tony panted.
"What's that, son?" Raymond said, taking Dolly's tit out of his mouth just long enough to say it.
"We're gonna need one hell of a long honeymoon."
Alice swallowed the last of Neil's cum and said, "Why?"
"To recover from this party, that's why," Tony said and they all laughed.
"You know, we should do this more often," said Neil.
